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When the bank was approached for a loan, they cited Gibson Corporation's insufficient liquidity and wanted Tom to use the project as collateral. However, he was unwilling to mortgage the entire project just to cover the final payment.I could see how worried he was. He could barely eat but he still urged me to have more food. I decided I would help him one last time.I had once saved the life of the CEO of York Corporation. I had pushed him out of the way of a speeding car, and we both ended up rolling onto the side of the road. He promised me that he would do three things for me, no questions asked.This first request, and likely the last, would be to have him help Gibson Corporation through this financial crisis.After the phone call, both Zac’s parents sighed with relief.Sally held my hand and asked how things were going between Zac and me, urging me to give her a grandson soon. I wanted to give her a polite response, but when I saw the video Eve had sent, I could not manage a
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This whole farce finally ended with Zac being knocked unconscious by Tom. A doctor was called in to treat Zac’s injuries, Eve was kicked out of the Gibson home, and I spent the night in a guest room on the second floor.Everyone came out of this mess with wounds, but I imagine the ones who hurt the most were Zac’s parents. Having a son who could not get his priorities straight left them deeply worried about the future of Gibson Corporation.……Zac’s injuries were serious, a clear sign that Tom had not held back. He was forced to stay at the family home to recover. Sally insisted that I stay as well to take care of him, clearly hoping to bring us closer. But neither of us had any desire to continue this farce of a marriage.Whenever Zac saw me, he lashed out with insults. If he weren’t bedridden from his injuries, I was sure he would have tried to hit me again. He spent his days sweet-talking Eve on the phone, all while cursing me for "tearing them apart."One day, as I sat by his
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I still wanted to build a high school there, equipped with top-notch facilities and teachers, hoping it might help more students get into college someday. When local government officials heard about my plan, they immediately offered their full support.The villagers, upon learning about it, came to me with tears in their eyes, bringing eggs, cabbage, and cured meat from their homes as a way to thank me. Some of the elderly, with nothing else to give, even tried to bow in gratitude. Seeing these simple, kind-hearted people, I felt my heart come alive again. Compared to what I was doing here, all those emotions about love and relationships seemed so insignificant.I moved into one of the villagers’ homes, spending my days teaching the children, singing songs with them, and occasionally playing games. Surprisingly, I felt healthier and more at peace than I had in years.My doctor told me that if I kept this positive attitude and continued taking my medication, I might live longer tha
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I took out my phone and called my lawyer, instructing him to send the signed divorce papers to Zac. Then, I sent Zac a message, "I’m letting you go. Goodbye."What did Zac do wrong, really? He was just holding on to the love he believed in. It just so happened that he didn’t love me.If I had realized sooner that this marriage was a mistake and let him go, freeing both of us, maybe we could have gone back to the easy relationship we had as seatmates.But he had his convictions, and I had my stubbornness.In the end, he got what he fought for, while I had no choice but to let go.……I waited, expecting Eve to send me photos of her and Zac’s wedding, but even as I took my last breath and my soul floated above my body, the message never came.I watched as the villagers and children gathered around my coffin, sobbing uncontrollably. I wanted so badly to tell them, "Don’t cry. I wasn’t going to live much longer anyway."But it was as if some invisible force pulled me away, dragging
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Seeing Zac stay silent, Sally sighed. "If you really want to make things right with Quinn, you need to go find her and live a good, honest life with her from now on."Zac's eyes darted around. He then looked up and asked Sally with a clueless expression, "Do you really think Quinn would forgive me and want to be with me again?"I shook my head. Of course, I wouldn’t. After all, I had no interest in used goods, especially after Eve had her hands on him.Sally smacked him on the back in frustration. "You won’t know until you try, right?"I nodded to myself in agreement. "Yeah, why not give it a shot and see?"Zac quickly got up, grabbed a jacket, and ran out the door. I followed him as he called around, using every contact he had and spending money to track me down. Eventually, he found my grave on a small hillside in the countryside.I watched the disbelief in his eyes as he grabbed the village chief’s arm and demanded to know if this was some elaborate trick to deceive him.The
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But after they chose to accept Zac and Eve’s relationship, everyone in my life became insignificant to me.……Later, Zac went to the hospital and spoke with my doctor. He learnt that I had stomach cancer and had refused treatment. When he got home, he drank heavily, clutching a bottle, muttering to himself, "I didn’t know you only had three months left. If I had known, I would have..." But he passed out before finishing his sentence.What would he have done if he had known? Left Eve and stayed with me?The next day, he started watching videos to learn how to cook my favorite dishes. When he cut his fingers, he put on a band-aid and kept going. When he burned the food, he threw it all away and started over.As he chopped vegetables, he murmured, "Did you do the same thing? Over and over, just to learn how to cook for me."He even took classes on massage, baking cakes, and flower arranging. He signed up to learn how to arrange sunflowers, my favorite, saying he would keep them in
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Sitting at the dining table, I stared at the food growing colder by the minute. I picked up my phone and typed a single word, "Okay," and hit send.Half an hour earlier, Zac had texted me, saying he had just left the office and would be home soon.I had eagerly set out his favorite dishes on the table when my phone lit up with another message. "Something urgent came up. I have to attend a meeting. You go ahead without me."My heart sank. There was no last-minute business meeting. It was just my dear 'sister,' his so-called one true love, Eve, who had just returned from overseas with her biracial child. Zac and their friends were busy throwing her a welcome-back party.How did I know? Of course, it was my lovely sister who posted something on her social media, visible only to me. In the photo, Zac was gazing at her with so much affection, smiling more like a goofy dog than an actual one.If she had any less shame, I bet she would have invited me to witness the whole thing in person
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Before I had to face them, I quickly got up and rushed into the bathroom.In the living room, Zac called out for me several times, but I covered my mouth. Tears were streaming down my face and I was too afraid to respond.By the time I wiped my tears and composed myself enough to come out, I found them sitting at the dining table. They were eating the oats porridge I had made, chatting and laughing together.What a "happy little family" they were.I stormed over, stopping right in front of the table, and staring at them with a burning intensity.Zac looked up, confused. "Where’d you go? I’ve been calling you for a while."Eve smiled sweetly, but there was a hint of challenge in her eyes. "Quinn, come sit down and have breakfast with us!" Her tone was so casual, as if she were Mrs. Gibson and I was the guest begging for scraps.My expression must have been twisted with rage because I could feel my chest about to explode from the fury.I had not even had a bite of the food I made
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