At My Father's Funeral, My Fiancé Cheated On Me

At my father's funeral, my mother and I bowed to the people who came to pay their respects.

My fiancé, Rowan Nash, was nowhere to be found on that occasion.

He had originally promised to stand by my side and accompany me until after the funerals.

However, I couldn't see him all the time, even if my legs and feet were cramping.

Noticing that I was too weak to stand, my mother asked me to rest for a while, fearing that I would faint.

Walking to the lounge behind the mourning hall, I heard a strange noise.

A woman moaned intermittently, "Rowan, you are having sex with me behind your... your future father-in-law's mourning hall. Are you... Are you excited?"

The next second, Rowan's voice was heard. "Oh, yes! It's so amazing, and I feel very excited..."

Realizing what they were doing, I was so shocked that I was rooted to the spot.

I proposed to break up, and Rowan cried and begged me to get back together.

I shook off his hand: getting back together? never！get out!

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My meeting with Rowan was a doomed fate, just like what would happen in romantic novels.

When I was in my last year of high school, on my back to apply for a university, I met a few thugs who blocked my way.

I hurried to take the exam, but they stopped me so that I couldn't get away.

Rowan, who happened to pass by, rolled up his sleeves and fought with those thugs. Meanwhile, he urged me to leave quickly.

I left the place so quickly that I didn't hear the smug smile behind me.

Having been admitted to the college, I met Rowan again. He, a super rich second-generation, was handsome and had a pair of charming eyes.

I fell in love with him at first sight, and it was my puppy love.

In my opinion, it was fate that we could meet each other again.

From then on, I started pursuing him like crazy.

He neither agreed nor refused me for three years. It was not until I was a senior in college that he agreed to date me.

I was so thrilled and never dared to disobey his request.

I would do whatever he wanted me to do, whether playing the violin in the middle of the night or dancing for him in the early morning. At that moment, I only hoped he wouldn't abandon me or contact his first love, Jane.

Unexpectedly, he actually slept with Jane at my father's funeral. How disgusting it was!

As I returned to the mourning hall, my mother's face had already turned pale.

She suffered from heart disease and had a heart bypass surgery half a year ago.

The money for the surgery was given by Rowan.

That was why my mother was very grateful to him and advised me to treat him well.

I gritted my teeth tightly as Jane's voice still haunted me.

I had no idea when they got together. Maybe they had never split up.

To my surprise, they dared to do such a thing under the gaze of my father's portrait.

To maintain our dignity, I didn't pull down the curtain and let all the guests see what the two were doing.

Suddenly, my mother asked me, "Why did you come back so soon?"

I refrained myself and replied, "It's okay. I'll hold on for a while and go back to rest after it's over."

My mother held her heart, saying, "Then I'll go sit for a while."

Having finished speaking, she was about to head to the back of the mourning hall.

I quickly grabbed her and persuaded, "Mom, please wait a while. Let's rest after everyone leaves, or it will embarrass Rowan."

Indeed, most of the people came to mourn my father today for the sake of the Nash family and Rowan.