Chapter 2 âI remember when we were finalizing the guest list, Jackson hesitated over the name âSara.â
He added it, then deleted it, back and forth several times.
Curious, I asked him why.
He merely smiled and said, âSheâs traveling the world right now; she probably wonât come back just for this.â
So, she was his first love.
The computer screen was still on, and Jacksonâs Instagram was open. I clicked into it and found Saraâs profile.
Their chat history had been wiped clean, but her latest post made my chest tighten slightly:
âDamn it! The man I love is getting married, so Iâm going to break his wedding carâs axle and crash the wedding!â
Jackson had replied below:
âEven if you do, it wonât change anything. I wonât marry you.â
âUgh, fine! You mustâve finally found your true love, huh?â
â... What are you talking about?â
âHmph! Whatever! With your oppressive family, marrying you would feel like being a servant. Iâd never want that!â
âI know, which is why Iâm marrying the person they want me to marry.â
âI just couldnât bear to let you go through all that.â
âCouldnât bear to.â
Hearing those words from Jackson was rare, almost strange.
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Chapter 2 Jackson and I met through a blind date.
He was young and accomplished, the youngest associate chief physician at a topâtier hospital, with looks that could turn heads.
But he had controlling and demanding parents, which was the reason he hadnât married yet.
They wanted a daughterâinâlaw who was obedient, diligent, perceptive, and willing to serve.
The first time I went to his house, his mother handed me a basin of water and asked me to wash her feet.
I was startled but held back my discomfort.
Because the first time I saw Jackson, I thoughtâfor that face, Iâd do anything.
We dated for two years. His parents adored me, and he grew used to coming home to a spotless house, hot meals ready on the table, and impeccably pressed clothes.
But his attitude toward me always remained lukewarm, polite but distant.
Until his birthday this year. I decided to bake him a cake myself.
While preheating the oven, it exploded.
When I was rushed to the hospital, my arm covered in shards of glass, he came running. For the first time, he looked panicked.
He held my face, his voice trembling:
âYou donât have to do all this for me... You really donât have to...â
In that moment, I thought he truly cared for me.
Later, he proposed.
I naively believed it was because of a spark of genuine affection, that he wanted to build a life with me.
Until last night, when I saw his conversation with Sara.
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Chapter 2 Sara was the one he cherished so much that he chose to let her go.
The screenâs cold light reflected on my face.
At that moment, I knewâthis relationship needed to end.
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