After Breaking Up 999 Times, I Agreed to Leave, But He Regretted It

Wanda wrapped herself in a bath towel and left the bathroom. Without a word and without giving Jazzy any chance, she went straight to the bedroom and locked the door.

When Jazzy reached the bedroom and found that the door once open only for him was locked, he truly panicked. This was the first time Jazzy felt cowardly in this breakup.

"Wanda, open the door, why do you want to lock the door? Before, no matter how angry you were with me, you never locked the door."

"Wanda, open the door, let me in, I’m willing to explain to you..."

Listening to the constant knocking outside the door.

Wanda thought her heart would not waver, but at this moment, she suddenly felt so sour and bitter. She leaned weakly against the door and every knock seemed to hit her heart.

Until late at night.

Jazzy cried and pleaded, never giving up, "Wanda, what do you want me to do to make you forgive me? As long as you say it, I’ll do it!"

In this relationship, Jazzy had never compromised so much, never begged for forgiveness so humbly. In the past 998 breakups, it was Wanda who stood outside the door.

Many times, even if the breakup was because of Jazzy’s fault, as long as Jazzy apologized a little, Wanda would soften, choose to forgive, couldn’t wait to open the door and throw herself into Jazzy’s arms.

But now, the two had swapped positions.

Still, Wanda was unwilling to open the door.

Until the next morning.

There was no sound outside. Wanda thought Jazzy had left.

But when she came downstairs, she saw Jazzy, who had never cooked, making breakfast in the kitchen in a panicked yet funny way.

The eggs were all burnt by him. There were several red spots on his arms. His fingers were also wrapped with bandages from cutting vegetables. His hair was messy and he looked miserable…

Jazzy saw Wanda standing at the kitchen door and he quickly tried to tidy up his miserable look, "Wanda, don’t look at me, I’m so embarrassed now, you know I’ve never cooked, but your chef isn’t here, I was worried you’d be hungry this morning..."

He spoke gentle and considerate words, his tone no longer like the frivolous, impetuous man before.

This reminded Wanda of the 172nd breakup. On her way to Jazzy’s house, she was lost in thought and didn’t notice the road, then was knocked down by a child on a bicycle.

Although she told Jazzy it was just minor injuries. But when Jazzy knew, he immediately abandoned the billion-dollar project he was negotiating and rushed to the hospital without hesitation.

He clearly used to love her so much... But why could he love another person deeply at the same time...

Wanda felt as if a fishbone was stuck in her throat, the pain sharp and said with difficulty, "I’m sorry, I was just very tired yesterday and wanted to be alone, you don’t have to embarrass yourself like this..."

"I should be the one saying sorry."

Jazzy walked to Wanda with a trembling voice and hugged her tightly, "It’s my fault, I shouldn’t have ignored your feelings. From now on, I’ll treat you twice as well, never break up easily and never make you so tired and sad again."

Never break up again?

Wanda looked at Jazzy in her arms, smiled bitterly and recalled the conversation between Jazzy and his friend in her mind.

"You and Wanda have broken up for the 999th time. You once agreed that if you are still together after the 1000th breakup, you’ll get married."