Chapter 1On the anniversary day, after my girlfriend missed the date and went to be with first love, I saw a pregnancy test form

My girlfriend always gives me a gift after meeting with Adeline, whom she refers to as her "white moonlight," to alleviate her guilt. Over the course of a year, I've received six watches, fifteen bottles of Hermès perfume, and more than thirty ties.

On our anniversary, she promised not to give me a gift but to spend the day with me. Yet, that night, she broke her promise. In the gift box she left behind, I found a Maserati key. At the same time, Adeline posted an update on her social media.

It was a photo of a one-month pregnancy test.

At that moment, I knew it was time to end things.

* * *

Lydia never checks her phone when she's out with Adeline. So it wasn't until the early morning that she returned, her heels clicking, completely unaware of the breakup text I had sent her nearly three hours earlier.

"Finn, what are you fussing about now?" she said as she walked in, not even bothering to ask why, just assuming I was causing trouble.

I stayed silent, packing my things.

She seemed to be in a good mood, not upset by my silence. Instead, she looked over curiously. "Are you decluttering?"

When you don't love someone anymore, even if I'm hanging myself, it just looks like I'm swinging.

"Yeah," I said with a scoff, nodding. "The relationship too, time to cut it off."

Lydia's face darkened slightly, and she sighed, speaking in a tone as if soothing a child, "Alright, it's just that I didn't spend tonight with you. Don't be mad."

"I had to go to a friend's gathering today. I actually wanted to come back, but they wouldn't let me."

I could smell the men's cologne unique to Jasper Grey on her.

Seeing her contented expression, I held back from exposing her lies.

"I'm not mad."

Lydia clearly didn't believe me. After a few seconds of silence, she tentatively asked, "Did you see the post Adeline made on social media?"

My hand paused for a moment, but I didn't say anything.

Lydia realized she guessed right and covered her mouth, releasing a tinkling laugh.

"Are you really upset about that?"

"That was a photoshopped picture from a truth or dare game Adeline lost. They thought it was fun, and I didn't want to spoil the mood, so I let them."

"Finn, you're too naive. Can't you tell the image is fake?"

I watched her laugh with a smug expression, as if she knew it all along.

That's how it always was. She knew why I was upset, why I was jealous, yet she still did things to make me misunderstand.

Sometimes, she'd even turn my anger and jealousy into jokes to tell her friends.

In the past, I might have argued with her, but now I felt nothing. No emotion at all, just a sense of pointlessness.

I looked at her seriously.

"I'm not joking. I'm serious."

"Lydia, let's break up."

Lydia's smile froze, her expression somewhat helpless.

"Why can't you get over it? You're breaking up over such a small thing?"

"Fine, I'll have Adeline delete the post. Happy now?"

With that, she sent a message to Jasper Grey right in front of me.

That surprised me.

In previous arguments over Jasper Grey, Lydia would always tell me not to be so petty and never thought Jasper Grey was at fault.

But just as I was thinking this, I caught a glimpse of her conversation with Jasper Grey.

[Sorry, Lydia, I was just joking. Didn't expect Finn to get so mad. I'll delete it now.]

Lydia replied with a cute emoji: [It's not your fault. Finn just can't take a joke.]

I found it amusing again.

She was just trying to smooth things over.

She still thought Jasper Grey was innocent.

"Alright, see, it's gone now?" Lydia handed me her phone.

I said nothing, glancing at my own phone where the post was still there. I knew Jasper Grey just hid it from her.

This obvious taunting had happened too many times.

In the past, I might've complained, told her about Jasper Grey's scheming, but now, I had no desire to.

Even if I did, Lydia wouldn't believe me.

I calmly nodded, "It's late. I'm going to bed."

I turned and headed to the bedroom.

"I'll join you."

Unusually, Lydia wanted to come along.

Before she could enter, I closed the bedroom door and locked it.

Lydia didn't push the door, but she grew impatient, banging on it loudly.

"Finn, are you done yet?"

"All this fuss over a social media post, am I spoiling you too much? Open the door! I'm telling you one last time..."

Halfway through, her phone rang.

Only then did she stop banging on the door, speaking softly to the caller.

Her tone was completely different from before.

I didn't need to guess to know it was Jasper Grey on the other end.

Sure enough, she seemed to be taunting me, raising her voice on purpose, "Stay right there, I'm coming to you. We're not going home until we're drunk."

I knew she was provoking me.

Before, whenever we fought, she'd say I couldn't accept her and that she was going to find Jasper Grey.

Each time, I'd compromise and give in to her.

But now, I was unmoved.

Soon, the door slammed shut with a deafening sound.

I knew Lydia was angry, but I didn't feel the panic I once did. Instead, it all seemed childish.

She dared to do it because she thought I wouldn't actually break up with her.

But she was wrong.

Whether she agreed or not, we were over.

After a while, I made a call to my mentor overseas.

"Professor, I've made up my mind. I want to join the research institute. Do you still have a spot?"