Chapter 7
Emilia, I know that I have done things that have hurt you during this time, so I let her go. From now on, it will just be us, and we will be good.”
He spoke to himself.
I didn’t say anything, I just watched him drive the car to Civil Hall.
In my mind, I thought that if I could successfully obtain the marriage certificate this time, I could forget everything that happened in the past.
But when it came time to get the license, there was another unexpected incident.
Ariel came over, crying, and rushed in with a knife pressed against her neck.
“Oliver, I couldn’t be without you. Please don’t send me away, okay?”
Oliver held my hand, somewhat stiffly.
I had a hunch that this time was probably going to go wrong.
“Ariel, can you please stop making a scene? I cannot get back together with you. My heart belongs to Emilia, and she is already carrying my child.”
“But I also had your child!”
She cried her heart out.
The entire Civil Hall fell silent.
Oliver suddenly let go of my hand, looking at her in disbelief.
“What did you say?”
“I said I was pregnant; I had your child!”
Ariel broke down and cried out.
“Oliver, you didn’t want me anymore, so I went to die–”
She hadn’t finished speaking when Oliver hugged her.
“I wanted you; I wanted you.”
The rebuilt atrium shattered again.
Iwas really stupid.
I forgave him time and time again, only to be disappointed time and time again.
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“Sorry, Emilia, I will take Ariel home first, but I will definitely come to see you.”
oliver looked at me apologetically.
“Um.” I nodded.
“Your ex–girlfriend was the most important.”
As soon as I finished speaking, Ariel cried even harder.
Oliver hurriedly comforted her and didn’t even have time to talk to me.
Even when I left, he didn’t know.
I walked on the street, watching the snowflakes falling from the sky.
Suddenly, I remembered a saying.
A good horse does not eat grass that has already been passed.
Oliver was able to leave me and go to the south..
I should have known that I was never his first priority.
I was just his toy during his leisure time.
When I arrived at the hospital, I saw the Instagram post that Oliver had posted.
He and Ariel kissed tightly together.
1 loved you.
I felt cold all over my body.
Tears slid down the corners of the eyes.
The Oliver who once took me to eat roasted sweet potatoes and fondue is actually long gone.
Why should I still have extravagant hopes?
I shouldn’t have expected it.
