In order to be worthy of Ceasar, I, a college freshman at the time, enrolled in the same computer science program he was in and worked tirelessly to master programming. I pushed myself to become an outstanding developer, turning down high-paying job offers from top companies. With a thick face, I managed to secure a position at Ceasar’s company, all in the hope that he might glance my way.
Ceasar once told me, "Helen, once this game is officially launched, we’ll be together."
But he broke his promise.
Looking back now, my past infatuation seems so laughable.
He didn’t love me, which is why he always treated me with such indifference.
Even on the day I confessed my feelings to him, he first gave me a little bit of sweetness to reel me in, making sure I’d devote myself to developing the game for him.
After all, I was the core engineer of the development team at that time. I was useful and didn’t demand any money, so of course, he wanted me to work hard for him.
How did I not see that back then?