Treating Me Like Trash, My Boyfriend Finally Regrets It

I pulled my hand away and ignored her.

But Wallace pulled me back. He pulled me to a place where no one was around and whispered, “Ashley’s family is a very important partner of our family. I can’t offend her and you shouldn’t let her be unhappy!”

“But if I stay, you will be embarrassed.”

I meant something.

But Wallace said, “You have already thrown away everyone who deserves to be thrown away, so stop talking later! If anyone asks, don’t say you are my girlfriend, just say you are my assistant.”

Wallace thought for a while and then said, “Besides, Ashley and I have no relationship. Even if we are married, we will each have our own way. You are still the one I love most, but there is no wedding or marriage certificate.”

That was it?

I almost laughed. When did marriage become so worthless?

But I was too lazy to say more. Since they wanted to keep me here, I would just stay.

Wallace hugged Ashley and sat back on the bench.

There was a coffee table in front of them with snacks on it and they chatted.

It was like I didn’t exist, like I was not Wallace’s girlfriend.

I didn’t say much, stood quietly aside, looking up at the light filtering through the leaves and I felt inspired to write a poem.

“Wallace, you and Ashley are getting married and you still need a bridesmaid, right? Okay now, let your girlfriend be your fiancée’s bridesmaid.”

A woman named Thea said.

I had been in contact with her several times and she always said bad things about me and she said it in front of me, but I didn’t care. It was not that I was too generous, but that she was too shallow and didn’t want to care about it.

It was like an ant crawling on my hand and I would probably just wave it.

When Wallace heard this, his face looked a little ugly and he gave me a guilty look.

Ashley said, “What, Wallace, are you feeling distressed? Don’t worry, as long as you agree to let her be my bridesmaid, I won’t care about your affairs after we get married. Just don’t have children.”

Wallace became happy instantly and said to me in a commanding tone, “Did you hear that? When Ashley and I get married, you will be the maid of honor!”

I had an uncle who was considered the least educated university professor in our Buckley family. He often said some vulgar but very reasonable things.

One of them being said, “You can ride on my neck to shit, but you can’t make it loose.”

Their current behavior was shit.

I sighed, looked at Wallace and said, “I didn’t want to say it in front of so many people, but you really don’t know how to restrain yourself, so let’s make an agreement now. Wallace, we break up.”

As soon as this sentence came out, the collective fell into silence.

Then, exaggerated laughter broke out.

Ashley sneered, “You are just a canary who was raised outside. Are you still qualified to break up with him? Don’t you know that someone like you who was raised outside was not even as good as a concubine in ancient times?!”

Wallace also glared at me and said, “Hayden, I’m just too spoiled to you and too kind to you. You actually dare to threaten me with breaking up. Apologize immediately, otherwise, I will really break up with you. If we break up, what you won’t have is you and your whole family’s happiness for the rest of their lives!”

“I’m sorry, I never knew that a family like yours could be so dirty, otherwise I wouldn’t have accepted your pursuit at all. And now that I know, I’m glad I never let you touch me, otherwise I’d feel sick just looking at myself. Wallace, listen carefully, I, Hayden, have broken up with you.”