When the Affectionate Male Lead Changed His Heart

He seemed hurt by this sentence, his face turned red, and he argued with me desperately, "Disgusting? Is that what you've always thought? You've always treated me like a dog by your side!"

I didn't want to argue with him anymore, so I shook him off and got in the car, and booked a hotel.

Samuel was still roaring behind me, "I am just a lapdog, I am just an ass-kisser!"

I closed my eyes.

When I just broke up with Michael, I lost the ability to love, and I told Samuel directly that I might never fall in love with him.

"If I like you, of course I will treat you well, you don't have to feel burdened."

These were the words he said when I clearly rejected him at that time.

And now, those proofs of his kindness that moved me have become his words of being an ass-kisser.

The next day, I made an appointment, went to the hospital, and had an abortion.

At the moment when I felt my lower abdomen empty, I still couldn't suppress the heartache.

I was no longer the Rachel Young who would die for a man's infidelity.

But I was still very sad.

My body felt cold, and the screensaver on my phone was still a photo of me and Samuel.

It turned out that he has always been unwilling. What he once desperately sought has become his stain after he got it.

The first time I was hurt in a relationship almost took my life, and it was Samuel who saved me.

I thought he would be my redemption, but I didn't expect it to be another abyss.

This time, I would save myself.