Ever since his childhood sweetheart Monica returned from studying abroad half a year ago, Marcell lost his temper so often that it was outrageous.
But I endured it all because I understand that unrequited love would lead to resentment.
I also felt that even if he had another woman in his heart, he loved me more, because he had been dating me for so many years.
So, I was more tolerant and accommodating towards him.
But I gave him too much freedom. He even ignored the date we had agreed on and took the things I bought.
As Monica's boyfriend, he visited her parents.
You know, I tried to coax him to visit my parents in my hometown many times, but he always refused.
The contrast between the two made my heart grow colder and the words that had been suppressed in my heart for a long time came out directly, “Let's break up.”
The man opposite was stunned for a moment, then his tone became louder, “What do you mean by wanting to break up? You were the one who chased me all the time and now you're breaking up for no apparent reason.
“Do you think you're some kind of beautiful lady? Do you think any man would want you if you left me?