Chapter 3

Kylo's POV

The smile vanished from Cindy's face. "You're breaking up with me over a bangle? Kylo, since when did you become this petty?"

"Yeah. It's definitely because of the bangle."

Eugene hurried to take it off. "Kylo, don't be mad. I'll take it off right now. You and Cindy have been together for nine years. You can't let me ruin that."

In his panic, he struggled so hard that the bangle rubbed his wrist raw, turning it red. He hissed in pain.

Cindy immediately grabbed his hand, stopping him. "What are you doing? You didn't do anything wrong."

She turned back to me. "He's barely recovered. Do you really have to humiliate him in front of everyone?"

I couldn't stand to stay another second. I turned and walked out.

Behind me, the room filled with hushed whispers.

"That kid's got quite the temper."

"Exactly. A woman has to play the game sometimes. He could've just looked the other way."

An anxious Eugene piped up. "Cindy, you should go after him. He's upset. What if something happens to him?"

She scoffed. "We've been together for nine years. He's a 30-year-old man. Who else but me would even want him?"

She raised her voice on purpose. "And if someone keeps throwing a fit, I guess we'll just have to postpone the wedding!"

A text message from the manager at the suit shop came, along with a photo of the suit.

"Mr. Irwin, the deposit is nonrefundable. You came in so many times to find this. Are you sure you don't want it anymore?"

I stared at the screen for a long time. I had tried on 17 different suits in that store all alone. Every photo I sent Cindy had earned the same cold reply. "Busy now. You decide."

It turned out that one person's hopes were never enough to carry the future of two people.

"I'll proceed with the cancellation, still."

The next day, I went to the office.

Sitting on my desk was a transfer notice. "Due to Kylo Irwin's recent decline in work performance, he will be reassigned to the administrative support department."

A moment later, a message was posted in the company group chat announcing Eugene's promotion to supervisor. Then, I saw the proposal.

I had stayed up seven nights to work on it and revised it 15 times. Somehow, my name had been replaced with Eugene's. I scrolled to the bottom of the document.

The person who left the comments was Cindy. I immediately called her.

"You saw the notice, didn't you? I was about to call," she said nonchalantly.

"Cindy, why is Eugene's name on my proposal?"

She chuckled. "You embarrassed him in front of everyone at Newman Estate yesterday. He went home and was upset all night. I'm giving him the proposal to comfort him. Think of it as a small punishment for you, too."

Eugene's voice came through the phone, slightly nasal from crying. "Kylo, if you're upset, I'll give the supervisor position back to you."

Cindy instantly objected. "Why would you do that? He deserves this. Kylo, as long as you're willing to cooperate and apologize to Eugene, the wedding plans will resume. Naturally, I'll save the next promotion opportunity for you."

I honestly found it ridiculous. She was using my hard work and effort to make another man happy.

To that, I said, "Fine."

After hanging up, I submitted my resignation letter, then clicked "Confirm" on the job offer I had received abroad.