Chapter 3When Love Fades, My Fiancée Panics

I lay in bed, unable to sleep. Bored, I scrolled through Instagram and happened to see a new post from Lucas: [Indeed, people in love do have a special connection. I was thinking of her, and here she came!]

In the picture, Mia was snuggled affectionately in Lucas's arms, with several noticeable red marks on her neck.

In the past, I would definitely storm to Lucas's place with the photo, hysterically demanding an explanation from Mia. But now, looking at the photo, I felt absolutely nothing but disgust.

I just liked the photo and commented: [You two are such a perfect match.]

After putting down my phone, I suddenly felt sleepy and soon fell asleep.

The next day, I was woken up by my alarm clock. After getting up, I washed up and got changed, ready to head out to have breakfast with a colleague before work.

Before I could leave, Mia returned, carrying a load of breakfast. "I bought breakfast, all your favorite food. Come on over and eat before you go to work."

After Mia placed the breakfast on the table, I still didn't budge. Unexpectedly, she came over and tried to hold my hand, but I dodged as if I'd been electrified. It felt strange—I wasn't used to it. She had never been this nice to me before.

Mia frowned, as if complaining, "If you hadn't ignored me last night, would I have left?"

She continued to explain, "And as for the photo you liked, Lucas posted it because of an emergency. His parents suddenly dropped by. I had nowhere else to go, so I ended up at his place."

After hearing her explanation, I stared at the breakfast on the table and suddenly realized Mia was feeling guilty about that post.

Then I said nonchalantly, "Oh, it's fine. You don't need to explain such a trivial matter to me."

She asked with a hint of confusion, "Are you not upset now?"

I chuckled, "Of course not. Didn't you say you just did him a favor?"

Upon hearing this, Mia unconsciously let out a sigh of relief. She then took out her phone and began typing away with a smile. So preoccupied was she that she didn't even notice when I left without eating the breakfast she had bought.

Seeing that, I couldn't help but chuckle softly. Mia, who had never bought me breakfast, just did this to test my attitude towards Lucas' post. She had never truly cared about me after all.

I let out a soft sigh, then pushed the matter out of my mind and went to have breakfast with my colleague before heading to the company.

Today, the office was unusually abuzz with people eagerly signing up for the overseas project. The project was of exceptional importance, and the one chosen would receive a substantial bonus. Everyone had a strong interest in it, including me.

Unexpectedly, when I put down my briefcase, just about to sign up, the manager, Jason Cooper, came to me. "Zane, with your capabilities, you're more than qualified for this project. I really want you to take it on. Nevertheless, it's an overseas project and may take five to six years. I wonder if you're..."

Before Jason could finish, I interrupted him, "I'm in. Thank you, Jason, for trusting me with such an important project. I'm honored to take it on."

Jason was my senior in college, and we were close. In private, I called him Jason. He really valued my abilities, so he assigned quite a few projects to me. But back then, if I took on too many projects, I'd have to work overtime. Worried that I couldn't take care of Mia, I turned down his offer repeatedly.

Jason was taken aback by my decisive agreement, but once he came back to reality, he happily patted me on the shoulder and said, "Go for it!" I smiled and nodded in response, and then I got the project materials and started to read them.

Extremely determined to secure this project, I often worked late into the night and was so exhausted that I just slept in the office. During this time, Mia called me a few times, but I didn't feel like explaining things to her. So I just told her I was working overtime in another city.

A week later, my proposal was met with great satisfaction from Jason, and I was immediately chosen to take on the project. At that moment, the tension in my entire body suddenly eased.

After work, I decided to go home. The apartment was filled with memories of Mia and me, and since I was about to leave the country, I decided to sell it.