My Boyfriend Used the Gift I Prepared to Please His Sweetheart's Parents

I found that the room was full of things that Marcell liked and there were also books and flowers that Monica liked.

As for my belongings, there was only a toothbrush and a towel on the sink and a few clothes in the corner of the closet.

Everything that had been shrouded in fog for a long time suddenly became clear.

It suddenly woke me up.

In fact, I did not integrate into Marcell's life at all and he did not regard me as his lifelong girlfriend.

Maybe in his heart, I would always be the second best.

It was indeed me who took the initiative to pursue Marcell at the beginning, but I did not think normal pursuit was shameless.

If he did not want to, he could just refuse directly.

Suddenly a message came to my phone. When I opened it, it turned out to be from Monica.

[Monica: I'm sorry, he was just trying to help me, you're not really angry, are you? We are all women, we all know the pain of being urged to get married, don't be so petty.]

Then came a photo of the two holding hands, with the sparkling couple rings dazzling.

I suddenly realized that the women's ring that I had worn on my hand for several years was no longer suitable. Since it actually fitted perfectly on Monica's hand.

It fitted so perfectly that it seemed like it was custom-made for her.

Usually, I would have caused him to burst into rage. But at that moment, I was so calm at that moment that it did not cause any ripples.

I packed my things into the box with an expressionless face and turned to leave the place where I had lived for many years.

After loving for so many years, it was time to let go.

I rented a new house and slept soundly for two days. 

I did not go to the company and did not go out.

Only when I felt it was almost done did I get up and print the equity division book.

Marcell had a company under his name, which he and I founded together.

Although we said we were together, I was actually responsible for most of it.

But at that time, I regarded him as my future husband, so I only held a small portion of the shares.

However, since we had been breaking up, the equity and financial details should naturally be clearly divided. Not to mention that 80% of it was the least I deserve for my hard work.

As I mulled over everything, a sudden loud banging jolted me out of my thoughts, followed by furious kicks rattling the door. I did not need to see him to know who it was.

“Carla!” Marcell's voice bellowed from the other side. “You had the guts to move out, to ignore work, but why can’t you face me?”

I yanked the door open just as he prepared to kick again. 

With a stumble, Marcell lost his balance and pitched forward. 

I sidestepped smoothly, letting him crash to the floor with a satisfying thud.

He looked up at me, eyes wide in disbelief, as he asked, “You are hiding from me?”

I looked at him coldly and said flatly, “We have broken up, why are you still looking for me?”

Marcell held out his red wrist to me with a grievance, “I'm already injured, are you still going to make trouble with me?” 

As he said that, he wanted to hold my hand and act coquettishly as he did in the past.

He knew that I was most susceptible to his submissive attitude like a puppy and wanted me to apologize on my own initiative.

But I just put my hands behind my back.

Marcell's face froze and he looked at me with a look of reproach as he yelled, “I already told her that I was only going to accompany her back to deal with her parents, but you insisted on making a scene and not going to the company.

“There is a big customer who wants to discuss cooperation, I wasn't in the company and you weren't either, so the company directly picked me up! Do you know how much money I lost?”

I sneered. So, it was the reason why he came to me. It turned out that there was a problem in the company.

But based on his tone, as if he was saying, it was all my fault that he lost the cooperation that time.