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Last Winter, You Gave My Love Away
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On the day of the company's annual gala, my CEO husband suddenly assigned me an unexpected business trip. The plane had barely touched down when I received a call from his young assistant. Before I could utter a word, her voice came through, "Matty, did you send Daphne on that business trip just so we could spend more time together?" And then, as if to hammer the nail deeper into my heart, I heard his unmistakable tone—light, indulgent, full of affection, "What do you think, silly girl?" Her laughter rang out before she teased, "Then tonight, let's try something new. I promise you'll be satisfied..." The call ended amidst a swirl of suggestive murmurs. Staring at my phone, I waged a silent war with the pain gripping my chest. Again and again, I dialed his number, each attempt met with either silence or the cruel finality of his phone being switched off. Finally, I let out a bitter laugh, tucking the phone away as if to bury the wound it carried. From that moment on, I resolved—no more questions, no more efforts to understand this man who had once been my whole world. But fate has its own irony. Later, it was he who came back, pleading, begging me to love him again.
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Last Winter, You Gave My Love Away Chapter 11
I took Matthew to a little coffee shop. Ever since we sat down, his eyes hadn't once strayed from me, and I did my best to pretend I hadn't noticed. I lifted my coffee cup and stared out the window, as though the view of the falling snow could hold my attention better than the man sitting across from me. Outside, the snow had begun to fall again, little flakes drifting down like nature's own confetti. It was a beautiful sight. Inside, soft piano music floated through the air, lending the place a kind of melancholy charm. And maybe it was the quiet, maybe it was the setting, but Matthew seemed to finally settle down. He watched me with an intensity I could almost feel, as if he was trying to read the lines of my face like they were the last chapter of a novel. His silence grew heavy, and I could see it dawn on him—he'd lost me. There was no turning back now. I decided it was time to face him. "Matthew," I said, finally meeting his gaze. "Look me in the eye and tell me—do you r
Last Updated : 2024-12-13Last Winter, You Gave My Love Away Chapter 10
Matthew blocked my path again, and in the midst of our little tug-of-war, his phone rang. It was Eva, calling. I snatched the phone right out of his hand, answered it, and switched it to speakerphone, all in one smooth motion. Her voice came through, thick with tears. "Matty, the wind by the sea is so strong. You promised you'd take me to the island for the New Year. Have you forgotten? Matty, if you don't love me anymore, then there's no reason for me to go on living." Matthew's face went pale as a ghost. He grabbed the phone from my hand, his voice shaking as he tried to soothe her, all the while shuffling toward the door. Before he left, he shot me one last look—deep and intense—like he was some tragic hero in a play. He told me to wait, that he still had things to say. I gave him a nod, though by the time his figure disappeared from view, I was already walking out of that house, our home, the place that used to mean something. Even now, he'd still leave me for Eva, an
Last Updated : 2024-12-13Last Winter, You Gave My Love Away Chapter 9
Matthew was dead-set on not signing that divorce agreement. I was angry and desperate, so I decided to take matters into my own hands—lawyer and lawsuit in tow. I handed over every scrap of evidence I had—photographs, receipts, witness statements, you name it—proving his infidelity. I was ready for the court date, come hell or high water. Then, on the very day I got the court summons, who should appear at my doorstep but Matthew himself, looking like a lost puppy, standing there like he had all the time in the world. I'd changed the locks, of course, so he was stuck on the outside. Well, I wasn't about to let him in, so I made to walk away, but he called out to me. "Daphne, I'll agree to the divorce, but I've got one condition," he said, his voice all raspy, like he'd been crying into a pillow all night. I turned around, and there he was, eyes red and puffy. I didn't even blink. "Spit it out, then. Whatever it is, as long as it isn't too outrageous." He looked at me with th
Last Updated : 2024-12-13Last Winter, You Gave My Love Away Chapter 8
When an old friend invited me to a gathering, I was in the middle of organizing my materials for an overseas job. I'd originally planned to skip the party, but then I realized that I might never come back from this trip. So, I agreed to attend. I knew Matthew would be there, but I didn't expect him to bring Eva along. The two of them had already gone public with their relationship, and it was clear that good things were on the horizon for them. I made up my mind: after the party, I'd find Matthew and bring up the divorce. This time, he might finally agree without much resistance. I sat down in the empty spot next to him, and our friends, noticing the way he was staring at me, teased us about how we were so close. I turned to look, and sure enough, his eyes were fixed on me. Next to him, Eva had a stormy look on her face. Her gaze was sharp, as though she could skin me alive with just a glance. I almost wanted to explain that we would be divorcing soon, but the words stuck in
Last Updated : 2024-12-13Last Winter, You Gave My Love Away Chapter 7
I'd been working for years. Though I hadn't saved much, it was enough to keep me from starving in the short term. After I sent the divorce papers to Matthew, I spent my time lying around in the old house, doing little more than breathing and letting the days pass by. For the first couple of days, Matthew called, or sent a few scathing messages accusing me of being ungrateful. I didn't respond, and I didn't bother deleting his contact info either. Time passed, and after a while, he lost interest. My life, for the first time in a long while, settled into a strange sort of peace. I finally had the time to do things I truly enjoyed. A week later, I spotted a job listing online that perfectly matched my qualifications, both in salary and in my field of study. I called the company, and they were initially impressed by my education. But once I sent them my resume, I heard nothing back. I figured maybe that company had found someone better, but when the same thing happened with anoth
Last Updated : 2024-12-13Last Winter, You Gave My Love Away Chapter 6
I moved into my parents' old house.After they passed, I drifted through life like a mere shadow of myself, stumbling through the days until I met Matthew, when life suddenly began to have some semblance of meaning again.Now, returning to this house, the memories of my parents' time here flooded back—every room, every corner, alive with happiness from years gone by.I couldn't hold back the surge of emotions any longer. I cried, and cried, as if the tears could somehow ease the weight in my chest.Exhausted from my sobbing, I collapsed beside their bed and fell into a deep sleep. In my dreams, they were there, their faces full of tenderness as they gently stroked my head, just like when I was a little girl.I clung to them, pouring out my feelings of longing, my voice trembling with the need to tell them how much I missed them.Only when I promised to live a life full of joy, a life they could be proud of, did they finally seem at peace, leaving me in my dreams.The next day, I
Last Updated : 2024-12-13Last Winter, You Gave My Love Away Chapter 5
The moment the words left my mouth, Matthew went completely silent. He stared at me, disbelief painting his face, and then he spoke, his voice quiet, almost coaxing, "Daphne, don't be silly." I knew he couldn't believe I was serious about a divorce. After all, how could he? I had been madly in love with him, always putting him first. He had grown so accustomed to my selfless devotion, so used to my willingness to do anything for him. The woman who once couldn't bring herself to say a harsh word to him was now the one asking for a divorce? "I'm not being silly," I repeated. "I'm serious. Matthew, we're getting a divorce." His face darkened, and for the first time, I saw a flicker of doubt. "Daphne," he said, his voice low but dangerous, "I'm giving you one last chance to take back what you just said. If you don't, even if you kneel and beg me, I'll never forgive you." He stood above me, looking down with a pride so fierce, I could almost feel it pressing against me. And as I r
Last Updated : 2024-12-13Last Winter, You Gave My Love Away Chapter 4
The afternoon was meant to be filled with two conference calls, but my heart just wasn't in it. The weight of it all had me feeling drained, and so I did what I hadn't done in a while: I skipped out on work and headed straight home. The personnel department caught wind of my absence in no time and promptly alerted Matthew. As soon as I stepped through the door, his call came through. "Daphne, you're out of line! You leave work early without even an explanation? You don't want this job anymore, do you?" He unleashed a tirade, his voice sharp and accusatory. Funny, he'd skipped work more times than I could count, but I never heard a peep from him about it. After his parents passed, the only thing left to Matthew was a company teetering on the edge of bankruptcy. It was me—yes, me—who single-handedly saved the company after marrying him. Though I held the title of General Manager, it was far from glamorous. Every day I worked like hell for a salary that was a mere fraction of hi
Last Updated : 2024-12-13Last Winter, You Gave My Love Away Chapter 3
I called the client to apologize. They saw that I was sincere and didn't make things difficult for me. By the end of the conversation, we'd scheduled a meeting for ten o'clock the next morning to finalize the contract. News of this arrangement reached Matthew almost immediately. That evening, just as I returned to my hotel, his call came through. He sounded surprisingly cheerful, a stark contrast to his earlier tone. "Daphne, you handled things well," he said. I gave a cold "Mm" in response, which seemed to stifle his enthusiasm. His tone hardened almost instantly. "Don't forget to pick up the watch for me on your way back. I've sent the address and order details to your phone," he said curtly before hanging up without waiting for a reply. I placed my phone aside, drew a bath, and let the warmth soak away the weariness of the day. Afterward, I went straight to bed. The contract was signed smoothly the next morning, and instead of indulging his request, I took the first flig
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Standing at the windswept curb of the airport, shivering in the biting cold, I held my phone tightly, dialing my husband, Matthew Granges, over and over again. How desperately I wished he would answer, if only to tell me, "It was all a misunderstanding. That call earlier was just a silly game we were playing at the annual gala." But there was nothing. The echo of his morning farewell still lingered in my ears. "Daphne, I'll wait for you to come back. Safe travels." I tried convincing myself that the phone call had been a hallucination, a trick of my overworked mind. Yet no matter how hard I tried, images of Matthew holding another woman flashed relentlessly before my eyes.Unwilling to accept what I feared, I called one of his employees. The confirmation was swift and crushing—Matthew hadn't attended the team-building event, nor had his assistant, Eva Reinhart. In that moment, whatever fragile hope I had clung to was doused by the cold waters of reality. My heart throbbed ...
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