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After Matthias and I got married, we returned to Burgton City. I resumed my career as a model and even opened a modeling agency to help new models who dreamt of excelling in this industry. Occasionally, we would also be asked to star in some pretty notable advertisements. However, we would also receive rather significant amounts of investments that came from a personal bank account from time to time. I wasn't planning on returning that money either. Since they had transferred the money to me, I might as well keep it so that I could give the new models under my company a raise. Matthias often flew overseas to participate in art exhibitions. Because of his charming looks and the women in his portraits, he would often encounter reporters who probed about his relationship status at the end of interviews. At times like this, he would raise his hand with his ring in front of the cameras. Unable to hide the grin from his face, he would then say, "This is the ring that my wife
Healing A Broken Heart Chapter 24
Tyler's Point of ViewDuring these recent years in Burgton, I thought that I wouldn't think of her as long as I stayed away from her. But Jasmine's advertisements always appeared at malls when I least expected them. She was someone I could no longer meet. Yet, I saw her everywhere I went. Just like a phantom, she reminded me of the sins I once committed. In the advertisements, she looked even more stunning than before. The days of having makeup with bright red lipstick and excessive eyeshadow were far behind her. Instead, she would have a clean appearance and a pure look in her eyes in the advertisements. She did not need to be intentional in looking alluring in order to make me stop in my tracks. Clearly, this was the real her. Undoubtedly, I loved her like this too. One day, before I even realized it, I walked into a florist and picked up a bouquet of roses. As I stood in front of a display cupboard that had a poster of Jasmine on it, a young boy said to me in a coquet
Healing A Broken Heart Chapter 1
It was my ninth year being together with Tyler Freeman. Today, I planned to confront him in order to clarify our relationship. I called him, but like always, he rejected my call. In the next moment, his message popped up—unsurprisingly—at the top of my list of WhatsApp messages. "Third floor." His superiority emanated from those two simple words.The most luxurious private clubhouse in Burgton City was where Tyler and his bunch of friends typically gathered. As the person who had been by his side the longest, I was already used to his domineering attitude. Hastily, I changed out of my plain-looking clothes, which I actually preferred. Instead, I slipped on his favorite form-fitting red dress before heading to the private room where he was. Just as I got to the door, I heard joyful laughter coming from the men and women in the room.
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Despite all the noise in the room, I managed to identify Tyler's voice out of everyone else's. Like always, his voice was nonchalant, chill, with a hint of contempt. "Jasmine Murray? It's been nine years. I'm so over sleeping with her." A crisp "click" came from a lighter. Tyler took a deep puff of his cigarette and continued, "If you slept with a woman for nine years, won't you get sick of her?" The person he was speaking with agreed, "That's quite boring indeed. But, I've gotta say—although Jasmine was just a young lady when she first got together with you, she has grown to look a lot more like a woman now." "She was a young lady at 21, but Jasmine has matured in her 30s." "One would grow attached to a dog after that long, let alone a human being. " Laughter came from those in the room. Tyler remarked in a casual voice, "Regardless of whether she's a dog or a person, isn't she staying by my side willingly? It's not like I put a collar around her neck." After he said
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The moment I entered the private room, I noticed Tyler sitting at the head of the table. He was wearing a neatly-made suit and a black shirt with only a few buttons done up. The ring I gave to him five years ago glistened on the middle finger of his right hand as he leaned back on the couch lazily. The ring no longer had the dazzle it used to have in the beginning. Rather, it appeared dull in contrast to the bright room. When Tyler saw that I had entered the room without knocking, he frowned and shot me a glare. The woman in his lap gave me a provocative look too."Well, well. That was really quick, Jas. You managed to reach before even three minutes passed since Ty messaged you." "You're afraid that you'd pissed Ty off, aren't you?" Once those people saw me, they mocked me as they leaned sideways on the couch. There was not a single glint of respect in their eyes. In the next moment, one of the sleazeballs said, "You've got such a great figure, Jasmine. I can see your
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Tyler spewed vulgarities continuously like a madman. He no longer looked like the gentle and elegant man he usually was. "That's enough, Tyler. Weren't you the one who permitted this denigrating behavior of theirs?" Tyler stopped because of what I said. "I heard what you people talked about from outside the room, and I didn't want to come in here." I took a deep breath. As I held my tears back, I continued in a shaky voice, "Even so, I wanted to clarify what was going on." Tyler knew what I was about to ask.There was a long, long silence. Tyler stood up and straightened his suit. Then, he wiped the blood off of his fist. Looking at me with his eyes narrowed, he said, "I don't know anything about the video. I've never recorded anything."He sounded like he was explaining himself, but he said so with such an arrogant and prideful tone. It was as if his explanation was a gift bestowed on me by the heavens. "About our relationship, it is what it is. If you're sick of it,
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I clenched onto my bag tightly as I hurried out of the corridor. As I was rushing, I didn't see where I was going and ended up bumping into someone accidentally. The man held me by my shoulders. Then, I heard him saying in an euphonious voice, "I'm sorry. Are you okay?" "I-I'm fine…" Tempted to curl myself up into my coat, I kept my head down. "You don't look like you're okay. Do you need help?" he probed again. I lifted my head and took a glance at the man with a pleasant-sounding voice. The man had the bearing of an elite businessman. He was in a black, smart-looking suit, and he had buttoned his shirt all the way up to his neck. Even his hair was meticulously styled. "Why are the both of you tugging at one another? What are you doing?" Tyler yelled out at me from the other end of the corridor after he dashed out after me. He stormed over. His shiny leather shoes against the red carpet appeared heavy and solemn, giving him an air of superiority. He jeered, "I see
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Southhope City was a place with beautiful scenery and a pleasant culture. Nevertheless, no matter how picturesque a place was, it could not cure the pain of being broke. Thanks to a friend's recommendation, I found a job as a model. First thing the next morning, I stood at the door to an artist's studio. To my surprise, the artist did not look like the image of a typical artist I had in my mind. The pale-looking Matthias Finley had black-framed glasses perched on his nose and wore a casual cotton shirt and pants that gave him the bearing of a stoic man. Even though he had the same face as the elite businessman who saved me from my predicament in the corridor, he carried a completely different air as the man the other day. After staring at me for a long while, he uttered courteously, "You have stunning eyes." Perhaps an artists' way of thinking was different from an average person. Uttering a compliment came so naturally to him. With a smile on my face, I said, "How coul
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Healing A Broken Heart Chapter 24
Tyler's Point of ViewDuring these recent years in Burgton, I thought that I wouldn't think of her as long as I stayed away from her. But Jasmine's advertisements always appeared at malls when I least expected them. She was someone I could no longer meet. Yet, I saw her everywhere I went. Just like a phantom, she reminded me of the sins I once committed. In the advertisements, she looked even more stunning than before. The days of having makeup with bright red lipstick and excessive eyeshadow were far behind her. Instead, she would have a clean appearance and a pure look in her eyes in the advertisements. She did not need to be intentional in looking alluring in order to make me stop in my tracks. Clearly, this was the real her. Undoubtedly, I loved her like this too. One day, before I even realized it, I walked into a florist and picked up a bouquet of roses. As I stood in front of a display cupboard that had a poster of Jasmine on it, a young boy said to me in a coquet
Healing A Broken Heart Chapter 23
After Matthias and I got married, we returned to Burgton City. I resumed my career as a model and even opened a modeling agency to help new models who dreamt of excelling in this industry. Occasionally, we would also be asked to star in some pretty notable advertisements. However, we would also receive rather significant amounts of investments that came from a personal bank account from time to time. I wasn't planning on returning that money either. Since they had transferred the money to me, I might as well keep it so that I could give the new models under my company a raise. Matthias often flew overseas to participate in art exhibitions. Because of his charming looks and the women in his portraits, he would often encounter reporters who probed about his relationship status at the end of interviews. At times like this, he would raise his hand with his ring in front of the cameras. Unable to hide the grin from his face, he would then say, "This is the ring that my wife
Healing A Broken Heart Chapter 22
Tyler watched as Matthias and I left. Then, he got to his feet slowly, wiped the blood from his nose, and staggered out of the venue like a dog that had been abandoned by its owner. At the entrance to the hall, he noticed the photo of Matthias and I, which we had put up for our guests. My smile in the photo was exceptionally bright. He ran his finger across the photo of me, thinking about how long it had been since he last saw me smile like that. It seemed like the last time he saw me with a smile like that was when we were two to three years into our relationship. In our relationship, he was always on his high horse. The only times when he would yield, which only happened occasionally, were when we had our greatest fights. Even so, he would always have the upper hand. And that was only because I loved him.Tyler couldn't understand how I was able to stop loving him just like that. Everything was a blur to him as he drove himself to August Club. Before he came over to
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I knew it. Tyler would never change. He was always high up on his pedestal, looking down on me. He was about to continue blabbering when Matthias rushed down from the stage and punched him in the face. This was my first time seeing Matthias out of control. Even when people on the internet commented that normal people couldn't comprehend his art, he would just smile and move on. He never got mad at others. This time, however, neither did he hold himself back nor did he maintain his gentlemanly outlook. "When will you ever learn to respect Jazzy? Let me say it again—she is not a possession of yours. Watch what you say with that mouth of yours. "The unluckiest thing that ever happened to Jazzy was meeting you." Because of how worn out he had been in recent days, Tyler did not stand a chance against Matthias. Matthias was crushing him single-handedly. Even when Tyler's face had swelled up from the beating, the security guards outside the venue were too afraid to come forwar
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I held tightly onto Matthias' hand. "Just leave, Tyler. You said you want to send the video of me to Matthias? Go ahead." With his eyes fully reddened, Tyler growled, "Did you really think that I would send the video to someone else?" I looked toward him. "Weren't you the one who said that you would?" "That was because I had no other choice. What should I do for you to return to me?" Tyler was choking up by now."I am a married woman now." I picked Matthias' hand up. On his finger was the ring we had just exchanged earlier. It glistened under the light. "Did you think that he wouldn't actually mind that you were once with me for nine years?" Tyler started to run his mouth. "Who wouldn't want to marry a pure and innocent woman? If he truly loved you, why didn't he come back to look for you after being overseas for so many years? "Why did he happen to show up when you and I were having a fight? "How innocent do you think Matthias is? He and I are both men. Of cours
Healing A Broken Heart Chapter 19
No matter how powerful Tyler might be in Burgton City, he had to put in quite a bit of effort to locate me within Southhope City. On the day of my wedding, I wore a white wedding dress and a princess tiara. Hand in hand with Matthias, we toasted with our guests. While I was chatting with the guests, I received a call from Tyler. I switched our call to a video call and pulled Matthias in front of the camera. "Apologies, Mr. Freeman. We're getting married right now. "You don't have to be here, but don't forget our wedding gifts." All color drained from Tyler's face immediately. His gaze traveled from my veil to my wedding gown. Finally, he looked at my hand, which was in Matthias' grip. The sizable diamond on my ring blinded him. "Jasmine, you can't marry him. If you do, I will send your video to Matthias—" "What video are you talking about?" "Do you remember my friend saying that he saw a video of you? It's right in my phone. You'd better not marry him. "Wait for me.
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Tyler wanted to destroy that painting. He charged forward. When his fists touched the glass in front of the painting, he was apprehended by the security personnel, who escorted him out thereafter. Once an elegant man, Tyler struggled and freed himself from the security guards' grasp awkwardly. With his eyes looking red, he scrolled through the call history on his phone. Yet, he failed to find the number he wanted to look for no matter how long he scrolled. He knew that number, but it was so vague in his memory. Throughout the past nine years, he never memorized my number. Ben's name popped up on the screen. Ben was his personal assistant. He was the one who communicated with me about visiting this art exhibition.Eventually, Tyler's racing heart calmed down. He figured that something must have come up for me, which was why I failed to show up. He believed that I would never bear to leave him. "Mr. Freeman, Jasmine is getting married." "W-what? Are you working togethe
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Tyler arrived at the entrance of the art exhibition early, carrying a bouquet of fresh roses in his arms and drawing the attention of many as he stood among the crowd. It was raining cats and dogs outside. He stood out on the porch, glancing subtly toward the end of the street. Three hours later, he ran out of patience. As a staff member watched their guests leave after visiting the exhibition, he finally spoke up. "Sir, would you like to come in to visit the exhibition? We will be closing soon." Deep down, Tyler was rather annoyed. He wasn't interested in art in the first place. He wasn't the type to wait for others either. This was the first time he wanted to see what sort of art I liked. He entered the exhibition with his flowers. The portrait of a woman was hung against a pure, white wall. The woman in the painting had a blue dress on. Her silky hair draped down her shoulders, and while she looked distant, she had a joyful smile. The barefaced and pure-looking woman
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On the day of the art exhibition, Burgton City was storming, while Southhope City was having an unexpected, sunny day. Matthias covered my eyes and mysteriously said that he wanted to take me somewhere. As I held onto his hand, I made my way through the garden based on what I remembered about the place. It wasn't until I caught the whiff of a flowery fragrance that the cloth around my eyes was pulled away. Matthias waited until my eyes had adapted to the brightness before he moved his hands away. The garden was full of prairie flowers dancing along with the breeze like waves. I was completely amazed. A petal from one of the flowers drifted through the air and landed on my palm. Matthias was in a neat, black suit with a red bow tie. He looked at me nervously; his cheeks blushing slightly. He got down on one knee and retrieved letter after letter from his bag. Yellow spots had begun to form on the envelopes. "These are love letters that I wrote for you in high school. I
