His Promise Failed Because of His First Love

Although I was used to them being so blatant, I still felt disgusted.

I really didn't have an appetite, so I went out to get some air.

With the cold wind blowing on my face, I became even more sober.

Since they dared to do this in front of me, it meant that they were no longer going to cover up.

Since this was the case, I didn't have to be polite.

After the banquet, Patrick, who was a little drunk, supported Megan and walked out.

Because of the alcohol, he couldn't stand steadily.

"Nora, come and help."

Without even looking at them, I said indifferently, "Support your own woman."

Patrick frowned, thinking that I was jealous.

"Don't make a scene, I'll explain it to you when we get back."

At this moment, Megan suddenly woke up, kissed Patrick on the face, and murmured that she was the woman Patrick loved.

Then she fell asleep again.

Everyone was shocked by this scene.

But Patrick seemed used to it and gave me a dissatisfied look before helping Megan into the car.

Megan held Patrick's hand and didn't let go.

So, Patrick also got into the car as if it had been planned.

Without telling me, he followed another woman to leave.

The car window rolled down, and Megan, who was already drunk, looked sober. She gave me a provocative look, as if in a demonstration.

I calmly watched them leave, with no emotional fluctuations in my heart.

I didn't care.

They could do whatever they wanted.

As long as they asked, I could divorce Patrick immediately.

The crowd was dumbfounded, all of them casting puzzled and disdainful glances at me.

How could I watch indifferently as my husband hooked up with another woman and was so intimate in front of me?

Some people said that Patrick and Megan were a match, and I was just an interloper who took advantage of the situation.

The voices were harsh.

But they forgot that I was Patrick's wife and they should not blame me.

I went back home, lying lazily on the big bed.

I couldn't remember how long I hadn't felt relaxed like this.

I still remembered when I first got together with Patrick.

In order to please him, washing his clothes and cooking for him every day was an essential part of my day.

I thought I had done enough.

But since Megan transferred to college, Patrick's eyes have always wandered over her during every class.

So, I was afraid that Patrick would suddenly feel that I was not good enough and break up with me.

Whenever I had such thoughts, his casual words of comfort made me attentive again.

But the next moment, he was chatting and laughing with Megan.

Later I learned that Megan was Patrick's ex-girlfriend.

She transferred to the college for Patrick.

Later, Megan went abroad.

And Patrick chose to marry me.

I felt that God was on my side.

I posted it on my Twitter proudly, wanting to tell the whole world about it.

But that day, Patrick came back very late. Maybe he was too tired, he forgot to turn off his phone.

When he went to take a shower, he received a message.

When I saw that the sender's name was Megan, I suddenly had a bad premonition.

I tried my best to remain calm as I read the message.

[Patrick, you're amazing.]

Then, there was a photo of them kissing!

I froze at that moment!

He told me that he was working overtime every day. When he came back, he was either busy or tired, unwilling to intimate with me.

But in fact, he was hanging out with other women!