Don't Say Sorry. You're Not Worthy

Caleb and I had been entangled for five years. He enjoyed seeing me devastated for him.

He even tried to embarrass me, watching me break down, and causing a scene!

He said this was my punishment for driving away his beloved girl.

Later, I learned my lesson and stopped causing trouble.

When his beloved returned to the country, they were affectionate in front of me.

I handed him a box of condoms and made an appointment for him to get a vasectomy.

"Get a vasectomy, so you won't have any illegitimate children."

***

Caleb started another scandal with those young stars.

When the secretary showed me the photos, there were already countless pictures of him and the popular actress entering and leaving hotels.

In the photos, Caleb, whose face had made my heart flutter countless times, had a smug smile as he embraced the young star's waist.

Dandy was the title

given to him by the media.

Looking at that young star again, I found he bore some resemblance to Jacqueline, Caleb's first love.

This kind of news has been happening in the two years since I got married to him.

It had happened countless times.

The next second, I got a phone call from Caleb.

"Deal with the news."

I didn't reply to him, for I was still in a daze looking at the photo.

I didn't respond, so Caleb sarcastically broke the silence, saying, "What? Are you jealous or something?"

My throat tightened, and I couldn't say a word, even though he had hurt me countless times.

Sharp words still hurt when they pierced into the chest.

"Caleb, what exactly do you want to do?"

"What do I want to do?"

He laughed, his voice was so familiar.

But the words spoken were so cruel.

"You forced me to marry you, didn't you?

What? Can't you bear it now? You're already my wife. You don't expect me to love you, do you?"

He almost drove me crazy.

How could I dare to expect his love?

"Caleb, I beg you! Can you please stop treating me like this?"

I shouted at him in despair on the phone.

This marriage was in name only.

I still remembered his first affair.

I caught him red-handed.

I saw him kissing a girl, who wore a hot short skirt, in the bar booth.

My mind exploded in an instant. It was just one month after we got married.

At that time, I was still fantasizing about the beautiful life after marriage with him.

After all, I loved him to the core at that time.

I rushed over and poured the drinks on the table onto them.

At first, Caleb was a little panicked.

He originally wanted to scold me, when I stood there crying, and tears were falling down in big drops.

At that time, Caleb was the one who came to coax me first.

I foolishly let him wipe away my tears and apologize to me.

And then?

Then he pushed me away, as if he remembered something.

Putting away the tenderness on his face, he showed a mocking expression and said to me, "You look so beautiful even when you cry. But what the hell do you think you are to control me?"

He embraced the beautiful girl in his arms again, surrounded by a group of his friends, as if watching a big show at the moment.

Laughing out loud, they treated me like a clown.

Some of them even enjoyed watching a heated argument regardless of the seriousness of the matter,

instigating that girl to pour wine on me.

After the girls learned the ins and outs, she was wary that I was Caleb's wife. At first, she just pretended to hold the wine glass.

But Caleb just looked at me and didn't say anything to stop her. Seeing this, the girl poured a full glass of wine on my head.

She turned around and sought credit from Caleb, who smiled and patted her head as a reward.

It ended with me leaving the scene in a sorry state.

At that time, I felt so wronged and thought, "Caleb, do you really want to treat me like this?

Do you still remember how you used to cherish me like a treasure?"