Alle Kapitel von Betrayed by My Ex-Girlfriend: Kapitel 1 – Kapitel 10

Wanda didn't come.She still didn't come. She didn't even call.On the fourth day, I discharged myself from the hospital in disappointment.I dragged my weak body back to the home Wanda and I shared.It was the home I had personally designed, brick by brick.The moment I pushed the door open, I froze.The living room was a mess.My limited-edition Galactic Fortress model, which I had kept as a prized collection, was completely dismantled.Tiny pieces of it were scattered all over the floor.Chris was sitting on the carpet.He held a core energy reactor part and played with it joyfully.When he saw me, there wasn't a trace of guilt or surprise.Instead, he raised the part and showed it off to me."Enzo, look! This thing even lights up!"At that moment, I felt all the blood in my body rush to my head.I had spent countless sleepless nights assembling that model.It was something I cherished the most.Wanda walked out of the kitchen with a plate of cut fruit.Seeing my e

After the meeting ended, Wanda called me to her office.The moment the door shut, she started shouting furiously."Enzo! What the hell was that?"You did that on purpose, didn't you? You wanted to humiliate me in front of the investors!"She swept everything off her desk in one motion."You embarrassed Chris! Do you even know how hard he's worked?"I looked at her furious expression. She felt like a stranger.'Hard work? Did he work hard to steal someone else's work?'I said nothing and just watched her coldly.My indifference and silence only fueled her rage.She stormed up to me and pointed a finger at my face."I'm giving you an ultimatum!"Apologize to Mr. Lionel and the others right now! Tell them you weren't in your right mind today!"Then go apologize to Chris! Beg for his forgiveness!"Otherwise, I'll replace you with Chris as the lead for Phase Two of Nord Ark!"She thought this was still my weak spot.She thought my life's work was something she could use to c

Wanda ambushed me downstairs at my new office.After just a few days, she looked completely worn out.Gone was the elegance and arrogance she once carried.The moment she saw me, her eyes welled with tears."Enzo!"She ran over and tried to grab my hand, but I sidestepped her."I know I was wrong. I really do."She was crying and spoke through choked sobs."Will you come back with me? The company can't survive without you."We've been together for five years. Please give me one more chance."She was trying to guilt-trip me.It was her final and most effective choice of weapon.In the past, the moment she cried, I would give in.But now, looking at her tears, I felt nothing.It was ironic."Help you?"I looked at her and spoke coldly."Help you go back and keep stealing my work?"Then hand it over to Chris so he can keep being the technical director?"My words were like a knife that pierced straight through her heart.Her face turned pale instantly. Even her tears se

Later, I heard that Wanda was living in a cheap rental on the outskirts of the city.Her room was filled with empty bottles. The air smelled sour.Curled up on a worn-out couch, she held a phone with a cracked screen.She was watching the replay of my proposal over and over again.In the video, I stood confident and composed while Melissa smiled radiantly.We looked perfect together, and we seemed so happy.Wanda had lost a tremendous amount of weight. Her gaze looked hollow and empty.She kept muttering to herself."If only I had brought the medicine."If only I hadn't gone to see Chris."If only."Unfortunately, hypothetical 'what ifs' didn't matter in the world.She once held the cure to everything, but she threw it away with her own hands again and again.Regret slowly chipped away at her conscience.She felt miserable day and night.Her life seemed to be reaching its end.Melissa and I held our wedding by the sea.The sun was bright, and the breeze was gentle.Fr

I held the diagnosis and stood on the balcony for a long time.The evening wind rustled the paper in my hand.In the end, I picked up a lighter and set it on fire.The flame rose and consumed every word on the paper.It also burned away the heavy, suffocating past.Be it love, hatred, obsession or betrayal, it was all over.With Wanda gone, and with the diagnosis reduced to ashes, everything had finally faded away.What I needed to do wasn't dwell on the past.Instead, I needed to cherish what was in front of me.I turned around and went back into the living room. Melissa was reading on the couch.I walked over and hugged her from behind."Mel.""Hmm?""Thank you."'Thank you for showing up and pulling me out of the darkness. Thank you for showing me what a healthy kind of love looks like.'She put her book down, turned around, and hugged me back."Silly. You don't need to thank me."A year later, our son, Harry Underwood, was born.Harry looked like me, but his eyes