All Chapters of He Chose His First Love Again and Again, So I Left: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

10 Chapters

Chapter 1

As I turned around and walked out of the church, a burst of cheering erupted behind me. They were pushing Matteo and Livia together, chanting for him to propose.Matteo lowered his voice, saying, “Don’t talk nonsense. Serena is my girlfriend, and we’re already engaged.”Someone laughed. “An engagement is just an engagement, but love is love. You and Livia parted ways so tragically back then. Who’d believe you’d be satisfied with marrying Serena?”My footsteps halted on the stone steps outside the church. Inside, I heard Matteo let out a sigh. “There aren’t that many perfect endings in this world. My heart belongs to Livia, and my body belongs to Serena. It’s all fair. Besides, Serena loves me too much. She may throw her little tantrums and cry, but she could never bring herself to leave me. She’d never let it affect my relationship with Livia.”The other person asked, “Aren’t you afraid Serena will break up with you?”Matteo gave a soft chuckle. “She won’t. We’ve been together f

Chapter 2

Matteo had left the wedding early and made it home before me. When I unlocked the door to our riverside apartment, the first thing that caught my eye was the photo wall in the entryway.Once upon a time, that wall was filled with photos of Matteo and me. There were pictures of us right after graduation, crowding into a cheap diner to split a single plate of spaghetti. There were pictures of him spinning me around in the rain when he got his very first bonus from the family. We had been together for five whole years, and five years of memories used to cover that wall.Now, everything had changed. Every single frame that used to hold my face had been torn down. In their place were photos of him and Livia taken at a church. They were holding hands, embracing, and practically kissing.Matteo walked over. “Don’t overthink it. The photos will be in our frames for a few days. I’ll take them down soon.”I gave a soft murmur. “Okay.”I pretended not to notice how his hand was holding Livia

Chapter 3

“Livia was speaking up for you and looking out for your best interests. How could you treat her with that kind of attitude?”I looked at the door lock that he had just broken, listening to his words, and suddenly found it absurd.“Looking out for my best interests? Holding hands and kissing my boyfriend, acting all intimate with you publicly at someone else’s wedding, and now coming to my house, wearing your shirt, and using my bathroom? Is that the kind of ‘best interests’ you’re talking about?”Matteo opened his mouth but didn’t say anything right away.Soon enough, he recovered his usual self-righteous composure. “Don’t make it sound so ugly. Livia and I are innocent. Her dress was ruined by red wine, so she came over to use the bathroom and clean up.”Innocent. I had heard that word far too many times. When Livia was afraid of the dark, and he drove over in the middle of the night to keep her company, that was innocent. When Livia got drunk, and he carried her back to a hotel

Chapter 4

A week before I was supposed to leave, news came from the hospital that my mother’s condition had suddenly taken a turn for the worse. She needed an emergency medical charter flight to bring in a team of specialists for a highly specialized surgery. The total cost came to about six hundred thousand dollars.I immediately opened my banking app to wire the money. However, when I entered my password, I was notified that I had insufficient funds. The trust account that was supposed to have five and a half million dollars in it was down to mere pennies.I rushed to the bank, and the teller pulled up my transaction history. Five million dollars had been transferred out in two separate installments, and the recipient was a trust fund under Livia’s name. Attached to the transfer voucher was a promissory note bearing my signature, dated three months ago.Three months ago, Matteo had brought me a “joint investment in port logistics” agreement to sign, claiming he needed my credit endorsement.

Chapter 5

The plane touched down the next day. The ocean breeze at Old Port in San Rosa carried an unfamiliar scent, and I stood by the tarmac for a long time, frozen. A black sedan sent by the Old Port branch was already parked at the curb, and the driver held the door open for me. With that, I slid inside, never once looking back.Old Port wasn’t just any regular branch. Between the port leases, hotel renovations, artwork warehousing, and outsourced security, every single operation here was backed by old-money family capos, corporate lawyers, bank representatives, and people who flat-out refused to play by the new rules. Others found it daunting, but I was familiar with this kind of game.At the long-table meeting on my first day, nobody bothered to set out a chair for me. Marco, the head of the docks, sat with his legs crossed, while Federico, the security capo, twirled a switchblade between his fingers. The representative for the hotel renovations didn’t even bother to show up.I didn’t r

Chapter 6

At eleven o’clock that night, an unknown number called my phone.I picked it up, and Matteo’s voice came through the line. “You took a promotion and an overseas assignment?”“Yes.”His breathing turned shallow. “This is huge. Why didn’t you bother to tell me? We’re still engaged. Where did you go? How am I supposed to look for you?”“Matteo,” I interrupted him, “our engagement is over.”He gritted his teeth and disagreed. “I didn’t agree to that.”I let out a soft laugh. “I agreed to it, and that’s all that matters. I don’t need your permission.”He didn’t reply, leaving nothing but dead silence on the other end.Finally, he asked in a raspy voice, “So, this time, you’re actually serious?”“Of course.”“Fine,” he muttered, his voice low. “Serena, you said it yourself. Don’t you regret it.”With that, I hung up.Regret? The one who’d regret it would never be me.From that day on, Livia began posting on her social media feeds even more frequently. From jewelry to fresh flowe

Chapter 7

Livia shoved him away hard. “Look at me. I’m Livia!”Her chest heaved with rage as she yelled, “How could you mistake me for her? I was the one who was here first! We only broke up because she took advantage of the situation and slid right in. She was just a passerby in your life. You and I are the ones who are supposed to be together.”She grabbed Matteo by the collar of his shirt and continued, “Look at me, and say my name again.”Matteo looked up at her. “Don’t talk about her like that.”Taken aback, Livia asked, “What did you just say?”“I said, don’t talk about Serena like that,” Matteo said, pushing her away.Livia’s back slammed into the photo wall, and she gasped from the sharp pain. However, Matteo didn’t even look at her. His eyes were glued to the wall, which was now covered with photos of him and Livia.He rushed over and started ripping the frames off the wall. “Why are these all of you? Where is Serena? She and I took a lot of photos together.”He knelt by the ent

Chapter 8

The cool September wind swept through Old Port in San Rosa, carrying the first chill of autumn.That evening, my team and I were holding a celebration dinner at a hotel. We had just successfully secured a major warehouse renovation project. After a few rounds of drinks, the supervisor stood up and raised his glass. “Congratulations, Miss Martinez.”I smiled and clinked my glass against his. In that exact moment, my mind flashed back to the girl I had been just a few months ago—the girl standing outside that church, unable to bring herself to throw away a cheap silver chain. It felt like an entire lifetime had passed since then.When the dinner finally ended, I walked out of the hotel. I had just gotten off the phone with my chauffeur when I noticed a shadow crouched down near the back of the car.The streetlights flickered on. Hearing my footsteps, the figure slowly stood up.I frowned. “Matteo?”He looked at me, and the corner of his mouth twitched. “Serena.”We hadn’t seen e

Chapter 9

Later on, I heard about how things ended for Matteo and Livia. It wasn’t that I went out of my way to look for information, but the mafia family circle was just too small, and nobody could keep a secret.After Matteo lost his credit standing, the Moretti family discovered that he had misappropriated family reserve funds to issue cashier’s checks to me. Even more fatal was the fact that a rupture in his cash flow chain led to a shipment of cargo being seized at the docks, causing the family a direct loss of nearly twenty million dollars. This wasn’t just some romantic indiscretion anymore; this was a direct violation of family trust and reputation.On the day of the table meeting, two enforcers dragged him down into the basement right in front of everyone. They broke two of his ribs with iron bars and threw him out onto the street. His name was crossed off the family records, and all his business assets and permissions were revoked.When I heard the news, all I said was, “He brought

Chapter 10

Months later, the Berradi family hosted a ball. I was representing San Rosa’s Old Port branch to give a speech at the reception. In the ballroom, crystal chandeliers hung high overhead, silver utensils gleamed, and the family crest decorated the walls. Below the stage, Helen stood in the crowd, raising her glass to me with a brilliant smile.Standing at the podium, facing the Don and every member of the family, I announced that the annual revenue from Old Port’s projects had tripled. As the applause erupted, I caught sight of the ocean just outside the floor-to-ceiling windows. At that exact moment, a sudden sense of clarity washed over me. A woman’s true place was never beside a man. It wasn’t in front of a tiny cutting board in some kitchen, nor was it waiting to be chosen and kept like a pet in a gilded cage. Our place could be at the head of a negotiation table, on the deck of a cargo ship at the docks, or on the signature section of a project contract. It could be anywhere we

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