After My Boyfriend Indulged His First Love

I sneered, "Or do you want to marry her?"

Oscar frowned. "Stop messing around. Yolanda is like my sister.

"She's just a kid and wants to try on pretty dresses. It's just a child's nature. What does it have to do with boundaries and shame?

"You're a grown-up now. Can you stop being so childish?"

I looked at his face and suddenly realized that the boy I had a crazy crush on in college had slowly become a different person.

I looked down at the dirty wedding dress. The bloodstain was like the stain in our relationship, both abrupt and indelible.

I felt so aggrieved. Unable to hold back anymore, my tears dropped, mixed with stains on the wedding dress, making me feel nauseous.

Oscar's phone rang. He was about to have a conference on the phone. He looked at me, sighed helplessly, and got up to go into the study.

I left home and walked aimlessly on the road. The autumn night was a bit cold, so I found a coffee shop and sat down.

With a ding, my phone suddenly rang. It was a reminder, telling me I should update the comic I created. In fact, I had only a few dozen followers.

I had been updating for two years, but I hadn't achieved much. I had thought about giving up drawing comics since I had never made any progress. But there were a few die-hard fans who had always supported me, and every time I wanted to give up, they gave me a lot of confidence.

I looked at the words of encouragement from my fans and calmed down a bit. Then I received several messages.

It was Yolanda. She didn't change her profile picture, in which she wore my wedding dress.

[Ruby, Oscar said you were upset. I didn't mean to dirty your wedding dress.]

[I suddenly had my period. I wanted to clean it up before returning it to you, but Oscar said that girls shouldn't wash clothes with cold water on their period, so he took it back for you to clean.]

[Don't be mad at him. He works so hard.]

Then she sent a photo of Oscar sitting across from her eating. They were at the restaurant that I always wanted to go to, but he never had time to accompany me.

He claimed to be a workaholic, but he was OK leaving a meeting to have dinner with his so-called "sister".

I had to admit I was sad. Looking at them, at this moment, I felt like my years of liking him and my efforts were a joke.

After graduating from college, I planned to go abroad to learn more about comic-related knowledge, but because Oscar said that doing academia was so lonely, I rejected the ideal offer and stayed in his city.

My creation had no improvement, and he advised me not to waste time and introduced me to an administrative job.

He said he wanted to establish a career before starting a family, so I silently accompanied him for seven years.

I was the girlfriend he envisioned, enduring his boundary-less interaction with Yolanda and desperately suppressing myself...

It was only now that I realized that my years of feelings for him were starting to fade away.

I returned to our home. At the same time, he was having dinner with his childhood sweetheart at the restaurant I liked.

I called the moving company overnight and paid for the express fee. I moved back to my original apartment before he came back.

The next day was the weekend, and I had a good sleep. When I turned on my phone, I received a message from Oscar.

He texted me at 1:30 in the morning, which meant he went home only at 1:30. Then he found out that I had moved away.

[Have you had enough? I've sent the wedding dress to the dry cleaner. If you want, we'll just buy a new one.]

I wanted to laugh. The material of this wedding dress was not suitable for regular dry cleaning at all. It was already ruined, and it'd be completely ruined after dry cleaning.

It was even more impossible to buy another one of the same. This designer never took rush orders.

I replied to him, [Let's break up.]

I received his reply several hours later. He texted, [I don't have time to help you move back. We're about to get married, and you're still playing these lame tricks? Do you think it's fun?]

Did he think I'd move back?

Then he really underestimated me.

Oscar sent another message, [The wedding dress cannot be cleaned. Let's go buy another one together another day.]

He ruined a bride-to-be's wedding dress, and he didn't even bother to solve the issue immediately. He simply brushed me off, saying "another day".

Last time he said he would take me to the restaurant I liked "another day", but until he and Yolanda ate there, I didn't even get to go anywhere near the restaurant.

I replied to him, [No need to buy it.]

He replied instantly, [You're right. It's a waste of money to buy another one. Anyway, the dirt is inside the lining and can't be seen from the outside.]