Lovestory3–Chapter 1
My boyfriend and I had a very ugly breakup.
The year he loved me the most, I accepted 500 thousand dollars from his mother, aborted our child, and betrayed him.
He knelt outside the abortion operating room, crying and begging me not to be so cruel.
He said that he would hate me for the rest of his life.
Six years later, he met a beautiful girlfriend who was a perfect match for him, and they were about to get married.
And I, in a disheveled state, found him, wanting to borrow some money.
He forced me to attend his wedding, making me witness with my own eyes as he brought another woman home as his wife.
He asked me, do you regret it?
He didn’t know yet that I raised our child alone.
The child fell ill and was about to die.
Six years after the breakup, I encountered Landon Warner at the most embarrassing moment of my life.
y was a class gathering, and no one expected that Landon would come.
That day
Someone joked and asked him, “Mr. Warner, you never used to keep in touch with us, so how come you suddenly decided to attend the class reunion this year?”
“Did you hear that Caroline came? Were you still thinking about her and came to find her?”
I sat in the corner, and suddenly my back stiffened, I looked up and saw Landon with a cigarette in his mouth, looking at me coldly.
Everyone knew how much Landon loved me in the past.
He was the young master of a wealthy family, but he fell in love with me at first sight.
That year, he cut off ties with his family for me, giving up power and money, and desperately fought to be with me.
We lived in a small rented house, ate the same bowl of instant noodles, drank the same bowl of porridge, and lived a very difficult yet
happy life.
Every lingering night, we held hands tightly, vowing to be together forever.
Until later, I became pregnant.
His mother gave me three million and asked me to abort our child and leave him.
That day, Landon knelt outside the operating room, fiercely pounding on the door.
He cried and begged me over and over again, saying, “Darling, darling! I will work hard, earn money, support the family, and I will definitely earn many, many three million, and spend it all on you, okay?”
“I beg you, don’t reject me, and don’t reject our children…”
I lay on the operating table, biting my lip tightly, refusing to let myself cry out.
Through a small door, I listened to Landon saying that he would hate me for a lifetime.
