Chapter 3

"Jasmine hurt her foot. I need to take her to the hospital. Come over and clean her place. And later, bring some porridge to the hospital-don't put peanuts in it."

Suddenly, it all made sense. Jacob himself wasn't picky about food, but every time I added peanuts to a dish I made for him, he'd explode in anger, calling me a stupid pig who Aqu

ouldn't get anything right. It turns out Jasmine didn't like peanuts.

I intended to ignore Jacob's message but hesitated and eventually went downstairs. Jacob was gently comforting Jasmine in his arms, but as soon as he saw me, his face hardened. "What took you so long?"

"If this delays Jasmine's treatment........"

Jasmine tugged lightly on his sleeve.

"Jacob, I'm fine. Don't be mad at Ivy because of me. I know she's never liked me."

"Enough, Ivy. Make sure you clean up thoroughly."

"I won't marry a jealous woman who can't do anything right!"

With that, he walked off with Jasmine in his arms. I watched him disappear into the distance and murmured quietly.

"I wouldn't marry a shameless cheater, either."

Once they left, I looked around the room. The bathroom was soaked, and in the trash bin were two used condoms. A wave of nausea hit me. No wonder Jacob had been "working late" so often-he'd been downstairs with Jasmine, only coming home to me afterward. Then I glanced into Jasmine's bedroom, filled with luxury items and high-end cosmetics. Just a few days ago, I had asked Jacob for a lipstick as a birthday gift. He looked at me with utter disdain.

"Aren't you embarrassed to celebrate your thirtieth birthday? Trying to act young at your age-isn't it disgusting?"

The Last Time I Loved Him

"Just stay home and do the housework. No amount of expensive cosmetics will make you twenty again."

I can't stay twenty forever. But around Jacob, there was never a shortage of twenty-year-olds. Jasmine, his so-called "white moonlight," was probably just his favorite

one.

I took a deep breath and documented everything in the room with photos. Then I went back upstairs and started packing my suitcase.

In the seven years we'd been together, Jacob hadn't completely neglected giving me gifts. He'd bought me French cookware, a robotic vacuum, and even a "master-crafted" kitchen knife. Now, I decided to leave all of these behind for him. Halfway through packing, I found the situation absurd. Jasmine's apartment was filled v her belongings, while in the place I'd called home for years, all my possessions could fit into a single suitcase.

After I finished, I called my best friend Ellie, who was in New Zealand. The call disconnected three times before she finally picked up. Holding back my tears, I said, "Ellie, I was wrong. I never should've given up my career, my life, for Jacob. I regret it. I want to come find you."

Ellie called me a fool and hung up after a well-deserved scolding. Sitting alone in the empty room, sadness engulfed me as countless memories of her advice flashed through my mind; along with her disappointed look before she'd left.

As tears started to fall, another message arrived on my phone. Ellie had bought me the earliest ticket available-three days from now, at noon..

The tears I'd been holding back finally burst forth, flowing uncontrollably for myself and

for these wasted seven years.

Chapter 4

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