After I Married The Boss, My Childhood Sweetheart Regretted It So Much

“Sylvia, when did you become so petty? You're jealous of your own sister? It's totally unreasonable?”

I watched him wipe away the tears from Ashley's face with heartache and was so stunned that I could not say a word.

As a result, some female employees of the company gathered together and talked about it.

“Isn't Sylvia Mr. Gonzalez's fiancée? How could Mr. Gonzalez bear to embarrass her in public?”

“So what if he has a fiancée? Mr. Gonzalez is so outstanding, any kind of woman will want it.”

“Sylvia, why don't you look in the mirror? She's almost thirty years old, why is she still pretending to be a proud princess?”

In the past, when I heard these hurtful and vicious words, I would make sure I fought back thoroughly.

But that time, I didn't even have the energy to refute.

Moreover, Darrel, who once said that he would treat me like a treasure, had now demoted me to trash with his own hands.

So, I secretly came to the amusement park uncontrollably to reduce my sadness.

That was the place where Darrel and I fell in love and it was there that he made the most tender vows to me.

Roller coasters, carousels, pirate ships, every place has our memories.

I could not help but walk towards the wishing tree where we had made a wish together, but the scene that came into my sight deeply hurt me.

I saw two figures that I was most familiar with hugging each other intimately under the wishing tree.

Darrel touched the rabbit ears on Ashley's head lovingly and then gave Ashley a long and affectionate kiss on her lips.

Ashley also responded enthusiastically.

The two people hugged each other tightly, as if they were the only two people left in the world.

Ashley caught a glimpse of me out of the corner of her eye, then hugged Darrel tighter and kissed him deeper.

“Darrel, I love you!” Ashley shouted at the wishing tree in her gentle and sweet voice.

“Ashley, I love you more!” Darrel also responded affectionately.

They each wrote something on the wishing paper and then hung them together on the wishing tree that was full of beautiful wishes.

My tears kept pouring out, my heart felt like it was being cut by a knife and even breathing took a lot of effort.

After they left, I walked under the tree and found the wishing papers they had made.

“Ashley, I will not marry anyone other than you in this life. - Darrel"

“Darrel, I will not marry anyone but you in this life. - Ashley"

During the eight years Darrel and I were in love, he always held himself back, restraining his emotions and maintaining a certain distance. 

In public, he often said it was about preserving his image, that he could not afford to appear too intimate.

But at that moment, watching him lose control in front of Ashley, I finally understood. 

His so-called sense of propriety was never about self-restraint, it was about the depth of his feelings. 

His restraint with me was not a mark of respect or care. It was simply that he did not love me enough.

Tears welled up in my eyes, but I wiped them away with newfound clarity. 

I reached for the paper where we had once written our shared wish to be together forever. 

With steady hands, I tore it apart, shredding it into countless pieces, each one a fragment of my foolish hopes.

"Darrel, I don’t love you anymore."

The words felt like a release. I let out a long sigh and turned away. 

But then I was met with Darrel's gaze, which was a bit reluctant and a bit guilty.

I lowered my head in panic, not wanting to lose the last bit of my dignity in front of him.

But when I see him, the sweet memories of the past still come to my mind unconsciously.

I endured the pain like being pricked by a needle and told myself that I should not cry.

Darrel's face showed some reluctance, which actually made me imagine that I still had some weight in his heart.

He stared at the wish papers scattered on the ground and spoke slowly, “Sylvia, you also saw the wishing paper, didn’t you? I fell in love with Ashley and I couldn't just watch her marry a gay and ruin her own happiness.”