The Love I Threw Away Novel Novels & Stories

All of a sudden, Rosie remembered something. She grabbed my hand and asked carefully, "Hey, Malcolm, where are all the presents I gave you? You always kept them safe in the cabinet like they were treasure. "I was cleaning today and I just couldn't find them anywhere. "Did you take them with you?" She thought I had moved the stuff. I laughed without smiling and let go of her hand, "That junk? I threw it out." Rosie froze, looking up at me in disbelief, her eyes filled with tears, "How could you throw away all those little memories of our love?"

I stretch my hand out to him. “What for?” “In case you don’t return it on the date you wrote in the permission booklet, I’ll toss your card away and you’ll never step back in again.” He mumbles ‘bitch’ under his breath, dips his hand into his pocket and pulls out his card and hands it to me. I beam at him, and he rolls his eyes before leaving. I pray he doesn’t return it, so I can happily toss this into the toilet and flush. I sit down and pick up the novel ‘When star burns by Ninya Tippett’ on my desk, continuing from where I stopped before I got interrupted. Books such as these make me believe in love and that everyone would find it at the right time.

“I choose you, Zach Winchester, as my hubby and the father of my children.” I stood up to my feet and pulled out the ring I gave her to her before and threw it away and slipped the new ring. "What did you do?” She yelled at me. "Why did you throw that ring? It was so dear to me. You could have just given it to me. What was the need to throw it away?” She huffed, crossing her arms against her chest. I laughed, throwing my head back. I walked near her and cupped her face in my palms. “I threw that ring because when I put that ring in your hand that was meaningless. But now this ring holds meaning. It represents our love.”

On Valentine's Day, my fiancee, Camilla Stenson, is admitted to the ER in the middle of the night for food poisoning. In her dazed state, she blurts out, "Nathan, I'm sorry I let you down. If it weren't for me being broke back then, I wouldn't have gotten together with Hendrick." My name is Hendrick Toff, while Nathan Langdon is her first love. It seems that she's forgotten that after the Stenson family went bankrupt, Nathan abandoned her and headed overseas. For the past eight years, I was the one who paid off her debts and remained by her side. Yet, in the end, the person she's always held close to her heart is none other than Nathan. I calmly tell her I want to break up with her, th

As she would have wished for the tiled ground to open and swallow her up. "I have to go and see madam first. She asked me to see her, please help me keep my medicine in my room, on my bed drawer," Loveth handed over her medicine to Nora, but Nora immediately threw it away to the floor, surprising Loveth by her actions. Loveth stared at Nora in shock, not expecting Nora to behave like that. She bent and picked up her medicine, holding it to herself as she finally met Nora's cold gaze. "Nora! Why would you throw her medicine away?" Nova questioned sadly, and she walked up to meet Loveth, collecting the medicine. As she saw Loveth looked frightened by Nora's sudden behavior.

He rubbed his brow with a hopeless look, "Chloe, even if you have to leave, wait until morning." My heart was gripped by a large hand gasping for air, I avoided his gaze and took a deep breath to ease the choking sensation. "I can't." I didn't want to stay in this place tainted with his scent for even a moment. I grabbed my suitcase and dug into the night. The late fall night was cold, and the chilly wind dug into my coat in a pervasive way. I couldn't help but think of Jacob's first love. Five years ago, a girl named Lily ran away from home in the middle of the night after a fight with her boyfriend.

Not a glance of love, I was nothing to him now. What was the point of staying here anyway? Maybe love wasn’t for me. Maybe it never had been. I exhaled shakily, wiping at my damp cheeks. I had shed enough tears for Damien, for the life I thought I could have. No more. I pulled out a small suitcase from the closet, my hands trembling as I packed what little I had left. Each item I folded felt like a piece of myself being tucked away, pieces of a past I no longer wished to carry. My eyes landed on my wedding ring for some moment before I took it off my bag and threw it to the floor.

That everything between us, every laugh, every kiss, every soft moment in the middle of the night, meant nothing. I had something real. And I threw it away. Like a fool. I walked over to the wedding photo she had ripped and thrown into the trash. Only half of her face was still visible in it. Still beautiful. Still mine, even though she no longer was. I crouched and picked it up, running my thumb over the torn edge. “I told myself never again,” I whispered to the quiet. “I told myself love wasn’t worth it.” And yet… I loved her.

“Love was never on the table.” “Why? Because of that loser Daniel?” she pressed. “Are you really letting that fool dictate your view on love?” I turned my gaze away, “No, of course not,” I said, rising to my feet. “This has nothing to do with Daniel or that I never gave your men a chance. You are actually right they are nice men but I have no heart to offer any man, it stopped beating four years ago” I plainly stated and requested her to change the topic or I was going to leave.

Until three years ago, during an argument, I demanded he choose between me and Ava. In response, he had his men lock me in my rooms and take away my phone. That winter, locked in the estate's basement, I nearly broke. In the end, I gave in and begged for mercy. There was a time we were truly in love. When we were younger, he even took a bullet for me, fired by a rival family. Whatever love we'd had was gone. It was time to make a clean break. Without any hesitation, I answered the voice on the other end of the phone. "I'm sure."