Oliver Green

On the day of the engagement, Caleb Grant disappeared, and no one could find him, nor could they reach him by phone.

It was not until the guests dispersed that he arrived, looking dejected, and explained that he had to work overtime unexpectedly.

I understood him and did not blame him.

However, I saw a post on Rachel Wong's social media.

The hand in the picture, with its distinct bones, belonged to Caleb Grant.

"A surprise return home, thanks to someone for coming to the airport to pick me up."

So all these years, Caleb Grant had never forgotten Rachel Wong.

A world of three is too crowded, so I chose to gracefully step aside.

To my surprise, Caleb Grant, with reddened eyes, grabbed my wrist, completely losing his usual polite demeanor:

"Emily Hayes, you are the only wife I recognize in my heart, and you are not allowed to leave me."

I chuckled disdainfully:

"What use is your recognition, when the law doesn’t acknowledge it."

On the Day of Engagement, His First Love Returned Home, I Chose to Let Go and Fulfill

This week, Caleb Grant is going on a business trip.


Rachel Wong, being his secretary, naturally goes with him.


What a great opportunity to come and go as a pair.


I organized all my work amidst the sympathetic looks of countless people, wrote my resignation letter, and handed it to HR.


Everyone knows my current situation at the company, so seeing this resignation letter, no one was surprised or made things difficult.


"Manager Hayes, I really can't bear to see you leave." Several colleagues grabbed my clothes:


"I used to complain to you about the cafeteria not having light meals, and next week it's scheduled. I know you were helping behind the scenes."


"Manager Hayes, you're so low-key. We've been with the president for years, yet we never knew. Whoever replaces you as the president's wife won't be as approachable as you are."


Chapter 8: Resignation