After My Boyfriend Neglected Me, I Accepted the Arranged Marriage Planned for Me

“I didn’t see it. What post? What did you share?”

Kael studied my face closely. When he saw nothing out of the ordinary, he let out a quiet sigh of relief.

“Skylar, just wait for me. There’s only one more day, and Kaia can be discharged from the hospital.”

“Once her eyes are treated, I’ll make sure she moves out of our place. After that, we can finally spend some quality time together.”

I couldn’t suppress the smirk that tugged at my lips.

For days now, Kael had been scurrying around, looking for a house for Kaia, a villa, no less, in a prime location, tucked away in a peaceful area, with the right lighting just for her.

I met his gaze, my expression as cold as ice.

“Your plans are your business. No need to share them with me.”

Kael’s brows furrowed at my indifference, and before I could even blink, he grabbed my arm.

“Skylar, are you upset?”

“The reason I’m being so good to Kaia,” he continued, “is because I’ve learned a few things about her past… She’s had a rough time.”

“You’re my girlfriend, Skylar. Try to see things from my perspective. Don’t be jealous, alright?”

A cold smile stretched across my face as I calmly shook off his hand.

“You’re overthinking it. I’m really not upset.”

After all, I was leaving in two days.

Kael seemed relieved, flashing a grin. “That’s good. The day after tomorrow is our six-year anniversary. Wait for me that evening. I’ll take you out for a candlelit dinner.”

He tapped my nose playfully, grabbed his bag, and walked out, leaving me behind with a lingering sense of disbelief.

The way he still remembered our anniversary was almost impressive.

Since Kael wanted to have that dinner, I decided to turn it into the perfect opportunity to put everything on the table. It would be the final chapter, where we’d part ways for good.

But as the night of our anniversary arrived, I sat alone in the reserved restaurant, watching the minutes tick by. Two hours passed, and still, Kael didn’t show.

By 11 p.m., after the food had gone cold, I finally received a message from him.

[Sorry, Skylar. There was an issue at the hospital with Kaia, and I had to stay with her. You go ahead and eat by yourself.]

I simply typed, [Okay.] and sent it off.

Then, in the eerie quiet of the restaurant, I finished my meal alone.

The next morning, I didn’t wait around for him to come back. I packed my suitcase and left the city without a second thought.