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Chapter 3

Author: Mandy Toussaint
Garcia sent me a few photos.

They were all photos of her leaning against a man’s shoulder while they were in a cinema.

I recognized that man’s dress shirt. Jonathan was wearing it earlier.

[Jonathan’s so nice. He brought me to see a horror movie right after I mentioned that I wanted to see it. Has he ever watched one with you before, Elena?]

No.

Forget a horror movie, we had never even gone to the movie theater together. Jonathan claimed that he felt uneasy when he sat in a dark place. Additionally, those who loved watching horror movies were apparently sick in the head.

He sure was good at coming up with excuses.

I laughed soundlessly again. I was such a joke.

[Thanks for the food you made for me, Elena. It’s no wonder why Jonathan always praises your cooking.

[Some women really seem like they’re suited for wearing an apron and working in a kitchen.

[Not me, though.]

I could practically see the mocking sneer on Garcia’s face.

I replied, [Do you really think you got yourself a good man?]

Then I immediately blocked her.

Then, I refused to read any of the messages that she sent to harass me.

She was not the only one I blocked; I blocked Jonathan too, not that he would notice.

Just as I had expected, even when I went to the hospital to get my abortion, he never noticed it.

I tried my best to avoid him, but I still ended up running into him in the hospital.

“I forgot to tell you. Garcia’s getting discharged today. You don’t have to send her food anymore.”

He seemed happy. He looked even happier than when he received his promotion.

I simply nodded.

When he realized that I was not leaving, his expression changed. “You don’t have to wait for me. I have a few other surgeries to perform, and I don’t know whether I’m going back tonight.”

I was already used to his lies.

I saw Garcia’s Instagram post today. She was clearly looking forward to me seeing it. That was why she made the post public.

Her newest post read, [I’m getting discharged, and a certain someone has agreed to go for a candlelight dinner with me tonight. I’m so excited!]

I pulled my thoughts back to the present and looked at Jonathan coldly. “I’m not waiting for you. I’m just here for a checkup.”

Regret flashed in his eyes.

“Is it a prenatal checkup? I’ll go with you. I’ve never been to any of them so far.”

I never needed him for those checkups, and I did not need him this time.

I was about to say no when a colleague of his suddenly called for him.

The sight of him leaving made me sigh in relief. Just when I wanted to head to the operating room, Garcia suddenly showed up and blocked my path.

She had a mocking look on her face. “I really am impressed with you, Elena. To think you’d be able to stomach all of this just to marry Jonathan. Do you really think that he’ll marry you just because you delivered food to me every day?”

Since she was putting me on the spot, I mocked her right back. “Since things are going so great between you two, why aren’t you marrying him? Is it because you don’t love him enough, or does he not love you enough?”

However, Garcia blurted out, “Love that’s too easily won won’t be treasured, and you’re the perfect example. Look. You’re forced to get an abortion now.”

I was stunned.

Yes, I was a real idiot.

I thought that since I no longer had a life of my own, I could gain happiness if my life revolved around Jonathan.

I never thought that since people were cheap creatures to begin with, they would only treasure things that were out of their reach.

“Garcia.”

Jonathan’s voice pulled me back from my musings.

I looked up and realized that he had stood behind her at some point in time.

He stared at her quite sternly.

Garcia hunched her shoulders in shock. After all, she had just uttered some truly harsh words.

However, Jonathan merely said, “You’ve just been discharged. Why aren’t you back home? Are you lingering around to catch germs and get sick again?”

Garcia was stunned before she gave me an even more smug look than before. She looked like a general who had won the war.

Then, Jonathan turned to me. “Aren’t you going for a checkup? You should go now.”

At this point, there was really no need for me to stay anymore.

I cast Jonathan one final glance before I left.

Jonathan’s story after Elena left.

It was 10 p.m. when Jonathan walked down the hospital corridor. He had just finished surgery, and he heard two nurses gossiping.

“A woman came here today for an abortion, even though she was four months pregnant. She said that she fell out with her parents just to be with her boyfriend, but in the end, her boyfriend cheated on her. She’s so pitiful.”

“I saw her too. She left on her own after the surgery, and her face was as pale as a sheet. She couldn’t even press the elevator button. I was the one who helped her.”

Jonathan stilled. For some reason, he thought of Elena. She was four months pregnant too.

She had quietly kept him company for five years, and she was as gentle as a cloud.

Suddenly, Jonathan wanted to call Elena and listen to her voice.

At this moment, one of his colleagues walked over to him. “Dr. Pullman.”

Jonathan repeated what he had heard to his colleague and said, “That woman shouldn’t regret getting an abortion and leaving that sort of man. In any case, I’ll never let Elena end up in that state.”

However, his colleague gave him a look full of pity.

“Dr. Pullman, I wanted to tell you that Elena’s the one who came in for the abortion.”
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  • My Love Died For The Wrong Person   Chapter 4

    When Jonathan heard that it was Elena who had gotten the abortion, he froze and became flabbergasted. Soon, he snapped out of it and hurriedly called her. However, he received a message telling him that the line was busy. He called her repeatedly, but it was the same. As he tried to figure it out, his colleague tentatively told him that he had likely been blocked. Jonathan was already hardly able to pull himself together, and this finally made him snap. He could not believe it. Elena had cut ties with her parents for his sake, yet she left him so readily?! She did not even leave him a message!He then remembered. The last time he saw her was in this hospital today. At that time, he found Garcia and Elena were arguing, but he still instinctively protected the former. Then, he avoided the subject by asking Elena to get her checkup. What was on Elena’s mind right then?Did she think him unworthy of her entrusting the rest of her life to him?Jonathan’s mind went blank.

  • My Love Died For The Wrong Person   Chapter 5

    Back to Elena’s story.The flight I was supposed to board got delayed, and I had to wait for two hours. But I did not want to stay in this place for even a minute longer. So, I bought the next closest flight and got into a cab once I landed. After traveling for more than five hours in the cab, I finally returned to the home I had not visited for five years. However, the sight of it surprised me. Vines crawled all over the gate, and weeds overran the garden. That was not all. I also saw black scorch marks on the walls, which had been left behind by smoke. The house was so run down that it seemed like no one had lived there for a long time. “Dad! Mom! It’s me, Elena!”I stood at the gate and shouted, but I only heard the wind responding. For a time, panic gripped my heart like those vines. “Elena?” A puzzled voice came from the second floor of the house next door. I saw Mrs. Clark, my neighbor, look out through the window. “It’s me, Mrs. Clark!”I hurried over. M

  • My Love Died For The Wrong Person   Chapter 6

    My parents’ passing trapped me indoors like the rain. I had wanted to build my career and rediscover my true self after leaving Jonathan. However, all I wanted to do at the moment was heal. I hired someone to renovate the house and placed my parents’ photo on a shelf dedicated to them. I spoke to them every day as I repented. Three months passed, and I wasted all that time like a useless piece of trash. I thought I would never get better. That was until a stranger called me. “Is this Ms. Summer?”“What is it?” I was on guard, but the person spoke gently. “I’d like to ask if you’re still drawing.”He explained, and I learned that he was an art exhibition organizer. A month ago, he had seen my art at an art exhibition, and he loved it. After asking around a bunch, he finally got my contact number. So, we exchanged numbers. When I saw the photo he sent me, I recognized it as something I had painted when I was still a student. Back then, I had sold it to another art

  • My Love Died For The Wrong Person   Chapter 7

    Jonathan was ecstatic, but all I felt was hate. “Drop the act, Jonathan. You’re actually disappointed that I’m not dead, aren’t you?”Jonathan was taken aback by my response before he fell to his knees. “I’m sorry, Elena! I know I’ve let you down too many times over the past five years! But I really do love you, and I can’t be without you! Please give me another chance to love you!”He held my hand. “We can get married today! I won’t let you down anymore! I’ll love you forever!”I felt my skin crawl, like disgusting cockroaches were climbing all over the hand he held. I broke away from his grip. “Marry you? I’d rather die!”Jonathan stared at me in disbelief. My heart raced, and I wanted to stab him in the chest. “I won’t blame you for being cold to me, but I hate you for not telling me about my parents’ deaths even after a whole year has passed! I hate you for turning me into the most despicable type of person in the world. I hate you for preventing my parents from resting

  • My Love Died For The Wrong Person   Chapter 8

    At this moment, his self-righteous expression felt like the greatest threat. He had hurt me so much, yet he still wanted to live in my parents’ house?If it were not for him, I would not have left. My parents would not be dead either!“Leave! I won’t sell the house to you! I won’t let you move in and dirty the place either! Get lost!” I walked to the stairwell and tried to break free from Jonathan, but he kept pestering me. While we fought, I slipped and fell from the stairs. But at that crucial moment, Jonathan supported me. “Ah!” he screamed and rolled around in pain as he hugged his right leg. I watched his pathetic display coldly and did not budge. Right then, someone unexpected barged into my field of vision. “Jonathan!”It was Garcia. She had actually followed him here. I stared at her in shock. She watched the entire scene in anxiety and frustration. “It was you! You pushed him down! I saw it! I’m going to call the police and have them arrest you!”Her ch

  • My Love Died For The Wrong Person   Chapter 1

    The rain drenched my body. Unlike my pathetic appearance, the atmosphere in the room was domestic and happy. Garcia York, a nurse, was lying in bed. Meanwhile, Jonathan Pullman, my fiance, stayed beside her and told her to rest as he peeled an apple for her. The apple skin never broke. It showed that he was skilled at peeling apples. I recalled the five years we spent together. I loved eating apples, but I never managed to pick up the skill of peeling them. I even ended up injuring my hands a few times. I used to ask Jonathan for help, but he would always scowl. “Since it’s so bothersome, don’t eat it. The only knives I’ll hold are scalpels, not fruit knives.”I stopped eating apples after that. Yet, Jonathan picked up a fruit knife and peeled an apple for Garcia with his precious hands. “I’m sorry. I prevented you from getting married to Elena again, Jonathan,” Garcia apologized with teary eyes, like a sad bunny. Jonathan froze for a moment before he sternly sai

  • My Love Died For The Wrong Person   Chapter 2

    I turned and met Jonathan’s gaze. He ignored my drenched appearance and scowled. “Why did you come here? I told you before that this is my workplace, not some club.”He spoke to me so sternly. He seemed completely different from the gentleman he was when he spoke to Garcia. I should feel sad, just like how I always felt when he neglected me. However, all I felt was a cold numbness this time. “You said that you were sick, so I came to visit you.”I had waited for Jonathan for an entire day at the city hall today. But I only managed to get through to his phone when it was time to clock off work.When he mentioned that he was sick, I threw caution to the wind and ran over. I was thankful that I did. Otherwise, who knew how long he would keep toying with me like an idiot? He was momentarily stunned before he looked away guiltily. “You got it wrong. I’m not the one who’s sick. It’s G—”“You’re right. It’s my fault.” I interrupted him. Indeed, I was wrong. I had been wr

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  • My Love Died For The Wrong Person   Chapter 8

    At this moment, his self-righteous expression felt like the greatest threat. He had hurt me so much, yet he still wanted to live in my parents’ house?If it were not for him, I would not have left. My parents would not be dead either!“Leave! I won’t sell the house to you! I won’t let you move in and dirty the place either! Get lost!” I walked to the stairwell and tried to break free from Jonathan, but he kept pestering me. While we fought, I slipped and fell from the stairs. But at that crucial moment, Jonathan supported me. “Ah!” he screamed and rolled around in pain as he hugged his right leg. I watched his pathetic display coldly and did not budge. Right then, someone unexpected barged into my field of vision. “Jonathan!”It was Garcia. She had actually followed him here. I stared at her in shock. She watched the entire scene in anxiety and frustration. “It was you! You pushed him down! I saw it! I’m going to call the police and have them arrest you!”Her ch

  • My Love Died For The Wrong Person   Chapter 7

    Jonathan was ecstatic, but all I felt was hate. “Drop the act, Jonathan. You’re actually disappointed that I’m not dead, aren’t you?”Jonathan was taken aback by my response before he fell to his knees. “I’m sorry, Elena! I know I’ve let you down too many times over the past five years! But I really do love you, and I can’t be without you! Please give me another chance to love you!”He held my hand. “We can get married today! I won’t let you down anymore! I’ll love you forever!”I felt my skin crawl, like disgusting cockroaches were climbing all over the hand he held. I broke away from his grip. “Marry you? I’d rather die!”Jonathan stared at me in disbelief. My heart raced, and I wanted to stab him in the chest. “I won’t blame you for being cold to me, but I hate you for not telling me about my parents’ deaths even after a whole year has passed! I hate you for turning me into the most despicable type of person in the world. I hate you for preventing my parents from resting

  • My Love Died For The Wrong Person   Chapter 6

    My parents’ passing trapped me indoors like the rain. I had wanted to build my career and rediscover my true self after leaving Jonathan. However, all I wanted to do at the moment was heal. I hired someone to renovate the house and placed my parents’ photo on a shelf dedicated to them. I spoke to them every day as I repented. Three months passed, and I wasted all that time like a useless piece of trash. I thought I would never get better. That was until a stranger called me. “Is this Ms. Summer?”“What is it?” I was on guard, but the person spoke gently. “I’d like to ask if you’re still drawing.”He explained, and I learned that he was an art exhibition organizer. A month ago, he had seen my art at an art exhibition, and he loved it. After asking around a bunch, he finally got my contact number. So, we exchanged numbers. When I saw the photo he sent me, I recognized it as something I had painted when I was still a student. Back then, I had sold it to another art

  • My Love Died For The Wrong Person   Chapter 5

    Back to Elena’s story.The flight I was supposed to board got delayed, and I had to wait for two hours. But I did not want to stay in this place for even a minute longer. So, I bought the next closest flight and got into a cab once I landed. After traveling for more than five hours in the cab, I finally returned to the home I had not visited for five years. However, the sight of it surprised me. Vines crawled all over the gate, and weeds overran the garden. That was not all. I also saw black scorch marks on the walls, which had been left behind by smoke. The house was so run down that it seemed like no one had lived there for a long time. “Dad! Mom! It’s me, Elena!”I stood at the gate and shouted, but I only heard the wind responding. For a time, panic gripped my heart like those vines. “Elena?” A puzzled voice came from the second floor of the house next door. I saw Mrs. Clark, my neighbor, look out through the window. “It’s me, Mrs. Clark!”I hurried over. M

  • My Love Died For The Wrong Person   Chapter 4

    When Jonathan heard that it was Elena who had gotten the abortion, he froze and became flabbergasted. Soon, he snapped out of it and hurriedly called her. However, he received a message telling him that the line was busy. He called her repeatedly, but it was the same. As he tried to figure it out, his colleague tentatively told him that he had likely been blocked. Jonathan was already hardly able to pull himself together, and this finally made him snap. He could not believe it. Elena had cut ties with her parents for his sake, yet she left him so readily?! She did not even leave him a message!He then remembered. The last time he saw her was in this hospital today. At that time, he found Garcia and Elena were arguing, but he still instinctively protected the former. Then, he avoided the subject by asking Elena to get her checkup. What was on Elena’s mind right then?Did she think him unworthy of her entrusting the rest of her life to him?Jonathan’s mind went blank.

  • My Love Died For The Wrong Person   Chapter 3

    Garcia sent me a few photos. They were all photos of her leaning against a man’s shoulder while they were in a cinema. I recognized that man’s dress shirt. Jonathan was wearing it earlier. [Jonathan’s so nice. He brought me to see a horror movie right after I mentioned that I wanted to see it. Has he ever watched one with you before, Elena?]No. Forget a horror movie, we had never even gone to the movie theater together. Jonathan claimed that he felt uneasy when he sat in a dark place. Additionally, those who loved watching horror movies were apparently sick in the head. He sure was good at coming up with excuses. I laughed soundlessly again. I was such a joke. [Thanks for the food you made for me, Elena. It’s no wonder why Jonathan always praises your cooking. [Some women really seem like they’re suited for wearing an apron and working in a kitchen.[Not me, though.]I could practically see the mocking sneer on Garcia’s face. I replied, [Do you really think you go

  • My Love Died For The Wrong Person   Chapter 2

    I turned and met Jonathan’s gaze. He ignored my drenched appearance and scowled. “Why did you come here? I told you before that this is my workplace, not some club.”He spoke to me so sternly. He seemed completely different from the gentleman he was when he spoke to Garcia. I should feel sad, just like how I always felt when he neglected me. However, all I felt was a cold numbness this time. “You said that you were sick, so I came to visit you.”I had waited for Jonathan for an entire day at the city hall today. But I only managed to get through to his phone when it was time to clock off work.When he mentioned that he was sick, I threw caution to the wind and ran over. I was thankful that I did. Otherwise, who knew how long he would keep toying with me like an idiot? He was momentarily stunned before he looked away guiltily. “You got it wrong. I’m not the one who’s sick. It’s G—”“You’re right. It’s my fault.” I interrupted him. Indeed, I was wrong. I had been wr

  • My Love Died For The Wrong Person   Chapter 1

    The rain drenched my body. Unlike my pathetic appearance, the atmosphere in the room was domestic and happy. Garcia York, a nurse, was lying in bed. Meanwhile, Jonathan Pullman, my fiance, stayed beside her and told her to rest as he peeled an apple for her. The apple skin never broke. It showed that he was skilled at peeling apples. I recalled the five years we spent together. I loved eating apples, but I never managed to pick up the skill of peeling them. I even ended up injuring my hands a few times. I used to ask Jonathan for help, but he would always scowl. “Since it’s so bothersome, don’t eat it. The only knives I’ll hold are scalpels, not fruit knives.”I stopped eating apples after that. Yet, Jonathan picked up a fruit knife and peeled an apple for Garcia with his precious hands. “I’m sorry. I prevented you from getting married to Elena again, Jonathan,” Garcia apologized with teary eyes, like a sad bunny. Jonathan froze for a moment before he sternly sai

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