Falling in Love with The Wrong Person and Charming Him

I wiped away my tears, raised my glass, and said boldly, "I’ll treat you another round!"

Let all the past be buried in this dark night.

The four-year romance in college had come to an unsatisfactory end. Did I regret it? No, because at least I once owned it.

"Do you still have feelings for him?"

After returning home, my best friend Wendy Kirk was sitting across from me and questioning me.

I was drinking honey water, but my heart was bitter. I said lightly, "To be honest, no!"

"Then why haven't you been in a relationship and have rejected everyone for so many years? You don't drink alcohol. Why are you drinking so much today? Are you feeling upset?" Wendy didn't believe me and insisted on questioning me.

"Wendy, he has a long way to go."

I didn't work hard all these years to be reunited with him. However, when I saw the anger and hatred in his eyes, I couldn't help but feel sad. Many times in life there was only one choice.

Lying on the bed, my thoughts drifted back to that year. On the day of our breakup, he cried and begged me to tell him the reason. He asked me why I came to him with such a determined decision.

"Is it because of going abroad? Didn't we agree to go together?"

"I'm not going abroad anymore."

"No? Then I'm not going abroad either."

"Even if you don’t go abroad, we're not getting back together."

"Why? Why?" Felix was eager for answers. He knew that once I made a decision, I would never change it.

"Forget it, okay?" After saying that, I turned around and left, tears welled up uncontrollably.

How could I drag you into my miserable life?

It was only right that he hated me. I was the one who took the money and left him.

He understood me, took care of me and considered everything for me. He knew what I wanted with just a glance.

But that day, he was anxious. My eyes were so deep and heartless that he couldn't understand anymore.

In the days after the breakup, I received a call from his friend, "Felix jumped out of the car on the way to the airport today. He's in the hospital. Come and see him!"

I tightened my grip on the phone but forced myself to say calmly, "Since you're all there, I won't come."

Just after I answered the phone, I sat paralysed on the floor. I knew that he was gambling with his life. He was unwilling to leave and wanted to come back to me.

"Ruby, Felix is just having fun with you. Many college couples don't have a future." Felix's mother put down her coffee cup and looked at me.

The first time I met Felix's mother, my hands were nervously clasped under the table, but I still firmly said to her, "Auntie, although we are young, we cherish each other. I know his feelings for me very well in my heart!"

Felix's mother froze for a moment, then looked at me and said, "Ruby, I'm not here to part you. Felix is planning to go abroad after he graduates from university. What about you?"

I quickly responded, "Auntie, I have already received a scholarship from a foreign university. We can..."

Before I could finish my words, Felix's mother raised her hand to stop me, and said with a cold snort, "It seems you still don't know that your father was diagnosed with liver cancer and is lying in the hospital now."

I stood up suddenly, shaking my head in disbelief. "How is that possible? It can't be true." Tears welled up in my eyes, and I felt a stabbing pain in my heart as if I had been stabbed with needles.