Chapter 3After My Boyfriend Paid Off His Junior's Debt

I carried my luggage back home. My parents were visibly surprised to see me.

My dad said irritably, "If it's for him, you might as well not come back. Your mom and I are tired of seeing this."

Seeing my middle-aged parents still healthy, I immediately teared up. In my dream, after Ryan killed me, how desperate must my parents have been when they saw my body?

Thinking of this, I burst into tears at the doorstep.

My mom nudged my dad, frowning, "It's all your fault, why speak so harshly? Look how our daughter is crying."

I buried myself in my mom's embrace and cried my heart out. Regret, resentment, all emotions poured out at once.

"There, there, our precious daughter. What's wrong? Did that Ryan bully you?" my mom asked, comforting me.

I nodded: "I... I broke up with him. I don't like him anymore. I want to come home."

The expression on my parents' faces was like they had finally seen the light at the end of a long tunnel, a bit funny and a bit amusing.

As if afraid I might change my mind, my dad tentatively asked, "Is it the kind of breakup where you won't get back together?"

I laughed through my tears, nodded, and then explained the whole situation.

My parents' faces were filled with anger: "That Ryan, I always said that boy had ulterior motives. A perfectly good company, yet he needs you, a girl, to go out and socialize for him. You even stopped coming home for him, and he dares to turn around and blame you?"

Hearing this, I looked at my parents with a guilty expression.

How could I have been so bewitched in my past life to abandon my parents for a man?

"It's good that you're back, it's good that you're back," my mom said, gently patting my back, comforting me like when I was little. Perhaps because too much had happened in one day, I was indeed tired and fell into a deep sleep.

When I woke up the next day, it was already noon. I opened my phone to see twenty missed calls from Ryan and Bella's SnapChat story.

In the photo, she was sitting in Ryan's passenger seat, with Ryan wiping her tears intimately. The caption read: [No matter what happens, you'll always be by my side.]

Even though I was mentally prepared, seeing it with my own eyes still made my heart ache.

Ryan and I had been together for six years. He loved me so much that people joked if we didn't get married, they would never believe in love again.

Yes, feelings do change, don't they?

My phone rang, and I picked it up to see it was Bella.

[Sister Amelia, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to post that SnapChat story. You know my family situation is complicated right now. Ryan... Ryan just felt sorry for me and stayed with me all night. I heard you broke up with Ryan. Please don't let it be because of me. I would feel so guilty.]

I didn't reply. This low-level manipulation didn't even deserve a response.

Posting that kind of story and then saying these things to me, what did she hope to achieve?

Did she want me to kneel and beg Ryan not to leave me, or to rush to her house and beat her up in a rage?

People who play innocent while stirring up trouble are just as disgusting as ungrateful people like Ryan.