Farewell to My Unrequited Love

Since I wanted to divorce, I should be decisive.

Eva hurried over. Before she could sit down, I said, "Eva, can you help me with something?"

"With what? Why are you in the hospital?"

I told her everything that had happened recently.

Eva fell silent after hearing my words.

Back then, she advised me not to tell Ian about my dad's affair.

She feared it would one day turn to hurt me.

But I was too foolish and didn't listen, relying on him for everything.

Now, it became a boomerang and came back to stab me.

"It's too late to say anything now, but I support your decision. A man with a changed heart should be discarded."

I smiled faintly.

"So I'll need your help for a while."

"What? When I bought my house, I reserved a room for you. You can move in anytime."

Her words put my mind at ease.

After resting in the hospital for two days, I went back home.

I didn't rest and searched for everything Ian had given me.

As he said, he never mistreated me.

The jewelry and clothes he gave me were the best.

Every time he went on a business trip, he brought me carefully prepared gifts.

Now that I searched, I found some clothes still had their tags on.

I mechanically organized the gifts.

But I was stunned when I found a thick stack of envelopes.

Pink envelopes filled with Ian's love for me.

Undoubtedly, he was generous with his love for me.

Since we started dating, he recorded everything about us.

These thick envelopes were the proof.

I suppressed the overwhelming memories and took the envelopes downstairs.

"Julia, can I have a lighter?"

Julia, who was cleaning, didn't understand but found me a lighter.

I took the envelopes and lighter to the flower bed in the yard.

There were many red roses I planted in the flower bed.

They were beautiful and dazzling in the sunlight.

I composed myself and lit the envelopes with the lighter.

Then I threw the burning envelopes into the flower bed without hesitation.

The raging fire reflected my endless anger.

Julia's face turned pale when she saw it.

She ran out quickly, slapping her knees anxiously. "Ma'am, what are you doing?"

"Things that don't need to be kept are just an eyesore."

Memories and people alike.

I coldly watched the burning fire destroy the beautiful flower bed.

But I didn't regret it.

Ian only knew my mom endured a tough marriage for years without divorcing.

But he didn't know that my mom and I were fundamentally different.

I couldn't tolerate any flaws.

After all this, I called a cleaning service.

They cleaned the villa inside and out.

No trace of my life was left.

Julia's persuasion failed. She turned to call Ian.

But he said coldly, "Let her do whatever. Don't tell me about her anymore."

I was right next to her when she made the call.

I heard his words clearly.

Luckily, I decided to divorce and wouldn't be hurt by his actions and words anymore.