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After finishing the IV drip by myself, I returned home the next day and immediately drafted a marriage dissolution agreement.

Raising my head to gaze at this villa, it was the birthday gift Lu Ze gave me back then.

He once said, "Before we get married, this will be a little home belonging only to you and me."

Back then, I was so happy, fantasizing about our future married life, but now it's just me sitting alone in the cold, dark living room.

My memories were interrupted halfway by the sound of Lu Ze opening the door. He noticed the suitcase I left in the hallway unopened and was slightly taken aback: "Are you still throwing a tantrum?"

I smiled indifferently, "I just haven't had time to pack."

Lu Ze's voice hesitated, "Don't overthink it. You've lived abroad alone for so many years and managed just fine, but Qingqing is different. She's too naive and clueless, someone has to watch over her. I stayed at the hospital all night."

This was the first time since I returned to the country that he had the conscience to think about explaining to me.

I responded with a nonchalant hum.

He took a few steps forward and looked down at the bruised needle marks on my hand from the IV drip: "Did you go to see a doctor by yourself? Are you feeling better now?"

I nodded, "Much better already."

Only then did Lu Ze breathe a sigh of relief, pulling a fancy gift box from his suit pocket, "This is a gift to celebrate your return. I picked it out personally. Open it and take a look."

I opened the package, and what caught my eye was an extremely valuable necklace.

"I have to go to the office today. I'll leave after giving you the gift. I know you've always been sensible."

So, in his eyes, being generous and sensible means learning to endure, as if all grievances are insignificant.

But has he ever thought that I am his fiancée, and yet, on the first day of my return, he went to take care of another woman, and even the necklace he gave me was a repeat from before.

It seems he's forgotten everything.

I originally wanted to find some time to have a detailed talk about canceling the engagement, but it seems there's no chance.

So I directly took out the prepared marriage dissolution agreement and handed it to him, "Take a look, and if there's no problem, sign it."

Without even glancing at it, Lu Ze knocked the agreement away: "I told you I have work to do, don't bother me."

Papers flew everywhere, and I didn't respond, just silently bent down to pick up and organize the agreement I spent the night writing.

Perhaps my silence lasted too long, and a trace of apology finally appeared on his face: "I didn't mean it, I've been in a bad mood lately, please understand."

It's okay, I answered silently in my heart.

Because I no longer care.

I will not care about someone insignificant.