The Love That Died In Ten Years

Catherine gave me a hard slap and glared at me. “You’re such a letdown! You’ve been through so many hardships with him over the years. Now that he’s rich, you’re leaving him?!”

I was twenty-six years old. Joseph was still a nobody when I started dating him.

I stayed by his side as he started his business and attended social gatherings to get orders. Back then, I drank so much wine that I suffered from internal bleeding in my stomach.

“Yulia, don’t push yourself like that. I’m begging you.” At that time, Joseph got down on his knees beside my hospital bed and cried. However, he was under more pressure than me.

“Joe, things will get better for us.”

When life was at its most difficult, Joseph carved us a pair of rings. We hugged each other under the fireworks as if we could see a lifetime of happiness ahead.

As for that ring, I wore it for many years. Unfortunately, it was full of blemishes despite my efforts to take care of it.

I ignored Catherine, and she finally calmed down. “Fine, you can leave. But ask him for money. I’m sure he won’t care about it since he’s doing so well now. Your younger brother’s getting married. He’s going to buy a house in the city center. See—”

“Madam, you can ask me for money, but don’t make things difficult for Yulia.” Suddenly, Joseph walked over with an unpleasant expression.

He became livid when he saw the state of my face.

“The money in this card will be enough for him to buy a house. If you people fault with Yulia again, I won’t go easy on you!”

Fearful and in shock, Catherine quickly accepted the card. “Sure, I won’t come by again. I won’t meddle in her business no matter what.”

“Yulia is so delicate that I could never bear to lay a hand on her. If you do this again—”

“Don’t worry. I’ll never come here again!” Catherine wore a flattering smile and left with the card.