SunburstSorceress

Two weeks before my thirtieth birthday, it was the seventh anniversary of my relationship with Ethan Grant.
He prepared a romantic candlelight dinner for me, along with exquisite gifts and a small cake.
The atmosphere was very romantic, and I thought he would propose to me at this time.
Ethan Grant's phone rang, and he told me he was sorry, and that I should rest early tonight.
I stood frozen in place, suddenly feeling that all the reluctance in the world was meaningless.
He doesn't love me that much.
Perhaps being together from the start was a mistake.
I should let you go, and also let myself go.


I Waited Until Thirty but Never Heard a Proposal, This Time, I Let You Go and Also Myself

I moved out of Ethan Grant's villa and found a place of my own to settle down.


Once settled, I immediately started submitting resumes and creating.


Having been out of the market for years, my sensitivity declined, and several job applications went unanswered.


After nearly half a month, I finally received an interview notice from a renowned fashion company.


When it came to discussing job conditions, the company required that new designers work in-office and travel internationally for conventions to stay updated with the latest global trends.


If I were still with Ethan Grant, I wouldn't be able to agree to these conditions.


But now I'm unencumbered and can do whatever I want.


I signed my name on the contract: "Emily Ashford."


During this time, Ethan has texted me several times, with the first few messages being quite stiff, but then softening considerably.


I only replied once before blocking him:


Chapter 8