All Chapters of Love’s Bitter Pill: Chapter 1 - Chapter 8

My heart ached with bitterness, and I couldn’t help but feel that all my years of effort had been in vain. Charles and I had been together for seven years. When he said he wanted to start his own business, I gave him every penny of my savings to help him open a clothing company. I worked tirelessly, brainstorming designs, creating clothing, and networking with models. There were days when I was so busy I didn’t even have time to eat. Skipping meals became a habit. To keep our biggest clients happy, I often had to drink with them. Sometimes, it was to the point of throwing up, only to pick up the glass and keep drinking. Under my efforts, Charles’ clothing factory went from a small, unknown operation to one of the most successful in the industry. However, in the process, my stomach problems worsened, becoming almost unbearable. I never told Charles about any of it because I didn’t want our relationship tainted with pity. Yet, he gave all the credit to his assistant,

By the time I arrived, the showcase was already over. In the private lounge, Charles was patiently peeling shrimp for Beverly. The moment he saw me, he frowned. “Sarah, what on earth happened to you? You look like a mess. How embarrassing.” I glanced at my reflection in the mirror. The wind from the walk had left my hair in complete disarray. Beverly immediately stepped forward, pouting as she complained. “Sarah, can you please talk to Charles for me? He’s so annoying! He’s already peeled me a whole plate of shrimp. If I eat any more, I’ll get too fat for anyone to like me!” Charles’ expression softened instantly. “Bev, you’re not fat at all. And even if no one else wanted you, I would.” Beaming, Beverly darted up to Charles, cupped his face in her hands, and kissed him loudly on the cheek.“Charles, you’re the best!” Charles ruffled her hair affectionately. “I ordered another dessert for you earlier. You girls love your sweets.” Beverly cast a glance at

On the other end of the call, Charles’ voice was filled with fury. “You can’t leave the company without my permission! Ever!” I sent him a photo of the resignation letter he had signed himself. Charles roared, “I never signed that! I don’t accept this! Get back here immediately!” At that moment, Nathan walked over with a design sketch. “Miss Keenan, I just drafted a suit design. Could you take a look?” Before I could respond, Charles lost it on the phone. “Sarah! Who’s that? You ran off for him, didn’t you?! “I’m warning you, come back to me now. It’s been one day. Don’t tell me you’ve already started throwing yourself at other men?“Do you think anyone but me would ever want you?” Ugh. How had I put up with him all these years? Not only was he unbearable, but he was utterly vile. I rubbed my head irritably, hung up the phone, and blocked his number, making sure to delete every way he could contact me. Even though Nathan witnessed the whole scene, he sa

Beverly froze, her tears welling up. “I wasn’t wrong! Sarah’s shameless—” “Smack!”Charles’ hand connected with her face, leaving a bright red mark. Beverly stumbled back, collapsing to the floor in shock. Tears streamed down her face as she cried uncontrollably. However, Charles, who used to dote on her and panic over the slightest scratch on her, didn’t even spare her a glance. “Sarah, please.” Instead, he dropped to his knees and crawled toward me, his voice breaking as he begged. His words felt hollow, and I’d already had my fill of his fake sincerity. I turned to leave, only for Charles to grab my arm, trying to pull me into an embrace. Before I could react, Nathan stepped in, landing a solid punch on Charles’ jaw. Nathan seized him by the collar, pinning him against the wall for another punch.“Nathan, wait!” I called out, alarmed. Hearing my voice, Charles’ eyes lit up with hope. “Sarah, I knew it! I knew you still cared about me—” I cut