His Breakdown After I Called Off the Engagement

Lucas had one arm around Mary as they playfully teased each other while walking. When they spotted me, Mary pretended to be angry, struggling to break free from Lucas’s embrace, but he pulled her back effortlessly.

“Zinnia, you have to help me! Lucas is being such a pain and insists on me carrying him!”

Before I could respond, Lucas smiled and patted Mary on the head. “If you keep calling me a pain, then I won’t take you out for dinner or buy you a bag later.”

With that, he made her so flustered that she couldn’t say anything in return. Then, when he turned to me, his gaze was filled with impatience.

“What are you doing here? Didn’t I tell you not to come looking for me if nothing’s important? And don’t bring me food; it creates a bad impression.”

In the past, I would bring Lucas’ meals just to spend more time with him. The last time I did that, he finally snapped and dumped the food into the trash can in front of his assistant.

I thought maybe I had cooked poorly and I held back my tears. Then I suggested we go eat at the restaurant downstairs instead. But he still refused.

“Oh, come on, Lucas! What are you talking about? Zinnia is just concerned about you.” Mary chimed in, pulling away from Lucas to take my hand. “Let’s go eat together!”

“I’m here to deliver the company project documents.”

Seeing me brush off Mary's hand, Lucas’s expression darkened immediately. His gaze fell on the documents I was holding.

“Give it to me.”

Just as I was about to hand the documents to him, he suddenly pulled his hand back and suddenly let out a cold laugh. The documents fell to the floor in a mess.

Mary feigned surprise and looked down at me, her eyes filled with smugness and provocation.

“You can’t even hold onto a document properly? Pick it up and put it on my desk. I’ll take her to eat first.”

I knew that Lucas was just taking out his frustrations on me for Mary’s sake. He couldn’t stand to see his flustered secretary being neglected by me and didn’t even bother to ask if I had eaten.

I silently picked up the documents from the floor and called a real estate agent. “Hello, please help me find a new house as soon as possible.”

That evening, Lucas surprisingly returned home early. He came over and pulled out a brand-new dress. Just an hour ago, I received a message from his number.

[The dress is beautiful, but unfortunately, it’s not my size. I’ll let Lucas give it to you.]

Then came the photo Mary had secretly taken of Lucas trying on a suit.

This suit looked familiar. I suddenly remembered it was the one I had specifically ordered for him to wear at our wedding.

A week ago, I had tried to persuade Lucas several times to go suit shopping with me, but he had refused each time, saying he was too busy with work. I never expected he would go to the suit store with Mary instead.

“Here, I bought this just for you. It should suit you perfectly,” Lucas’s voice pulled me back to reality.

I thanked him flatly, not even bothering to look at him.

Lucas seemed surprised by my reaction. In his mind, I should be excited and running up to hug him.

“You’re acting like this when I’m being nice to you?” he asked.

I didn’t respond to him but continued typing up my resignation message on my phone. The company still had business dealings with Lucas, after all.