The Day I Stopped Waiting
My boyfriend found my menstruation disgusting and forced me to undergo subdermal implantation. From then on, I no longer had periods and couldn’t conceive.
One day, I had a fever reaching 40°C and couldn’t contact him. I went to the hospital alone, only to stumble upon him attending a prenatal checkup with his secretary. He told her:
“Baby, don’t worry about Claire. She only listens to me here, doesn’t she?”
“We can postpone the wedding for another five years. She’s loyal to me like a dog anyway.”
“In the meantime, keep fulfilling your end of the arrangement I’ve promised you.”
“Of course, I’ll continue loving you... until I’m tired of you.”
My heart shattered. I’d proposed to him 43 times in seven years, only to fail every single time.
It turned out he just hadn’t gotten bored of me yet?
This time, I decided not to wait any longer. I turned my back on him and agreed to the marriage my mother arranged in the countryside.
On the day my ex was supposed to accompany me to try on wedding dresses, he found an empty room and a wedding invitation I left for him to celebrate my marriage to someone else.
Panic consumed him as his world fell apart...
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