After the Heartbreak, I Shunned His Advances

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Alan's hands had already reached the hem of my clothes. I turned around and stepped back. Then he suddenly pressed me against the sofa, his chest against my back.

"What the hell is wrong with you?" I yelled.

The posture was really erotic.

"What do you think?" Alan said, pulling off the tie from his neck and trying to tie me up, "Didn't you do a good job tying me up last time?"

Tying him up? Me?

The system didn't mention that detail!

"Want to call for help?" Alan saw that I was distracted and snorted, "Everyone was just drunk, I'm afraid he can't come over."

I froze for a moment before realizing who he was talking about. The best man Jeff Lee, whose name I only knew an hour before, was just helping me drink. Then he was ruthlessly plied with drink by Alan.

"If you feel uncomfortable, go to the hospital. Don't come here to make trouble."

"Well," he dragged out his voice, "so your new lover is a doctor."

Fuck...

He was really crazy.

I was also angry, so I deliberately exasperated him by saying, "Yes, he is handsome, rich, and gentle. He is far better than you."

"Well."

"He is well-built and does well in sex. Thank you for not marrying me."

Alan's eyes darkened.

"When I marry him, I'll invite you to be the officiant..."

Before I could finish my words, he lowered his head to bite my lips fiercely. His hands did not stop moving, and then my wrists were tightly pinned above my head. He looked down at me.

I turned my head away stubbornly. Then he grabbed my chin directly with cold eyes, "Go on."

"Bastard." I got angry and said, "Let me go."

"Beg me." His fingertips traced my neck and went all the way down.

After all, we had been together before, and he knew all my sensitive points. He touched me roughly.

Suddenly, his cell phone rang loudly, and I saw it was from Fay Baker, his fiancée.

That was perfect.

Alan's eyes were dark. After a few seconds of pause, he let me go, answered the call and turned to leave.

It took a while to untie the knot on my wrist.

I locked the door to make sure Alan couldn't come in again, then turned on the computer and entered a URL.

The system was online.

I asked it, "Didn't he and I break up amicably?"

Since Alan wanted to break up first, there was no reason to get entangled with me.

"Uh... not exactly."

"Get to the point."

"That night, you were unwilling to break up and seduced him once again. You stripped him naked and tied him up tightly. When you reach orgasm, you looked up and asked him why he wanted to break up."

"..."

"He said that he got tired of you, so you moved out of his house that night."

"But how did he untie himself in the end?"

"This question is more than I can answer."

After that, the system automatically went offline.

I could imagine all the embarrassment Alan would face as he waited for someone to rescue him. His male pride would not allow him to let me go.

But after that night, I disappeared completely. I traveled all over the world for more than a month. If it wasn't for Bella's wedding, we would have never had the chance to see each other again.

Fay came to see me in person three days later.

She came to my wedding dress design company as a guest and asked me to receive her.

"I've seen your design draft. It's very unique." She took a sip of coffee and said, "I'll trouble you to design my wedding dress."

I smiled and said, "Can I refuse?"

If I had known that Alan was going to marry her, given my personality, I would never have taken the order.

"Could it be that you still have feelings for Alan?"

Given their relationship, I'll be blunt.

"I don't want to be entangled with him anymore."

Seeing the surprise that flashed across Fay's eyes, I continued, "I have forgotten about him. It's pathological."

Through her, Alan soon found out that I had lost my memory.

He was stern with cold eyes and sneered, "Amy, you liar."

"If you don't believe it, whatever."

After saying that, I turned around and was about to leave, but he suddenly grabbed my wrist. I leaned back and almost fell. He just stared at me, trying to find a flaw in my words.

I looked calm and composed, "Maybe there's nothing worth reminiscing about, so it's better to forget it."

He was so angry that his face turned dark.

I shrugged, looking nonchalant.

Alan didn't say a word and violently stuffed me into the car.

"Mr. Scott, let's part ways in peace." I said.

He ignored me and started the car. Then he said the cruelest words without leaving any trace in his eyes, "After I expose your lies, do you think I will keep you alive?"

I wouldn't live long anyway.

I simply looked out the window and said nothing more.

Exactly as soon as I got to the self-service machine to get my number, I saw the best man Jeff in a white coat. He waved at me, "Amy."

Alan put his hands in his pockets and looked at me in a mysterious way. I was just about to say that what a coincidence, but I finally said, "You really came here."

I winked at Jeff.

Jeff was stunned at first, then he reacted and said, "No matter how busy I am, I have to take care of you."

"Dr. Jeff Lee."

Someone was calling him.

"Go ahead." I waved at him, and when I turned around, I added, "Good things are coming soon, and I will definitely send you an invitation when the time comes."

Actually, I wanted to say, "Whoever it is, don't bother me."

Alan's face was very dark. He grabbed me and walked away. My shoulder was pinched so hard that it hurt.

He took me through various tests with a cold face. The doctor who saw me was an old doctor. He frowned as he looked at the head CT scan. After a moment, he pointed at the image that I couldn't understand and said, "The tumor is in the aorta. If the blood vessel ruptures, it may be life-threatening."

Alan's expression immediately changed, and he kicked over the chair in front of him. "What do you mean by life-threatening? I don't believe it."

"Well, whatever!" The doctor slammed the report on the table angrily.

I sat there with a calm look. I was thinking that if I didn't know he was going to marry Fay next month, I would have thought he loved me deeply!

I didn't know that I was terminally ill. After the system erased my memory, it mentioned that it would arrange for me to leave the world on a certain day.

Alan and I came out of the hospital one after the other. The afterglow of the setting sun fell on us. Alan suddenly stopped. A tree shadow was between our shadows.

It was very clear.

He looked at me, as if he had thousands of words to say, but hesitated, with deep pain in his eyes.

At that moment, I felt unmoved.