After Losing Me, She Regretted it

To fulfill his terminally ill mother's final wish, he begs Emma Hall to marry him. She reluctantly agrees, only to vanish on their wedding day, leaving his mother to pass away in regret that very night. The next morning, Emma's childhood friend, Mark Green, posts a smug photo of the two together, declaring that forced love never lasts. Supported by comforting loved ones, the devastated groom decides he is done. He leaves a public, biting congratulatory message, washing his hands of them both forever.

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Chapter 1

My mother was in the advanced stage of stomach cancer, and her biggest wish before she died was to see me and Emma Hall get married.

After my repeated requests, Emma finally agreed to marry me.

But she suddenly disappeared on the wedding day, and that night my mother died with regret.

The next day, her childhood friend Mark Green posted a photo of the two of them on his Moments with the caption "You won't be happy if you force her to be with you. In her heart, I am the only one.".

My relatives and friends were all comforting me.

I wiped my tears and replied below, "Congratulations. You two scumbags must live together forever!"

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I didn't make a fuss or quarrel. I just handled my mother's funeral arrangements by myself.

In fact, I was not surprised at all that Emma left me for Mark.

In the five years I was with her, Emma could leave me behind at any time due to a phone call from Mark.

I didn't want to know the reason for her absence .

After dealing with my mother's funeral, I went back home.

Emma wasn't at home, and I didn't want to see her either.

Unexpectedly, when I packed my luggage and was about to leave, I saw Emma walking in with Mark.

She was stunned for a moment when she saw me, then she glanced at the suitcase in my hand and frowned. "Dylan Scott, what are you doing?"

She sounded as if I was being unreasonable.

Mark smiled at me innocently, but he held Emma tightly with his hands provocatively. "Dylan, I'm so sorry. My hand was injured that day. Emma was worried about me and took care of me for two days. I didn't know that day was your wedding day."

I looked at him and saw a small plaster stuck to his left index finger.

So that was the reason why Emma didn't attend the wedding?

I suddenly felt it ridiculous.

In her heart, my mother and I were not as important as Mark's finger.

"Emma, let's break up!"

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