I allowed him to carry medicine with him for Qiana, to run to another woman without hesitation when I needed him the most, to let her occupy half of his heart.
But my sensible only gained their increasing harm. I had enough of this kind of life.
I looked at Bradley coldly. "You can do whatever you want in the future, I won't care anymore."
After saying that, I pulled my luggage past him.
Bradley finally noticed that something was wrong with me and pulled me back. "Was your mom dissatisfied with what happened that day? I can explain to her."
I suddenly felt so ridiculous.
It had been so many days, if he had cared about me a little and asked me once, he would not have say such stupid words.
I pried his hand away. "There's no need!"
I had always been cautious, gentle and ingratiating myself with Bradley, and had never been as indifferent as I am now.
Bradley looked at my back, his eyes stunned for a moment.
After coming to his senses, he was about to chase after me but was stopped by Qiana.
"Bradley, this is not your fault. If her mother hadn't pretended to be sick, how could you have been forced to marry her?"
I felt like something exploded in my head.