On the Day of My First Boyfriend’s Wedding, I Got Red-eyed

"Why do I have to meet him after work?"

I couldn't figure it out, and I didn't want to think about it.

Shaking my head, I replied him back, trying to suppress the palpitations in my heart.

But in the afternoon, I was still lost in my thoughts because of the message...

But when I knocked on Emery's office door, my heart calmed down instead.

"Come in," His deep and powerful voice came out.

I walked in. It was all dark in his office. I looked up to find him. The scattered lights in the night sprinkled on the person standing in front of the French window, with a unique charm, his back still so handsome.

"Where have you been all these years?"

I was stunned for a moment, obviously not expecting him to ask so directly. I didn't know how to answer yet, and then I heard his deep voice again, "I just heard that your family is no longer rich. How does it feel to live a poor life for a few years?"

How could I not hear his sarcasm? You always have to pay for what you've done in this world.

He used to listen to me obediently and follow my orders.

But at this point, the situation had clearly changed.

My pride had been completely worn away in these seven years.

But for him, I was somewhat at a loss.

"Hmm... Mr. Wood, I've brought the data here. We..."

Before I could finish my words, he rushed over and grabbed my wrist harshly, saying, "Answer me! Didn't you say you would support me all the time? How come you disappeared..."