In order to force me to break off the engagement, my fiancé caused my father's company to go bankrupt and owe tens of millions of debts. My father suffered a heart attack due to the shock and was sent to the emergency room.
When I knelt down to beg my fiancé to help with the surgery, my childhood sweetheart Jacob suddenly returned to China. He helped my father arrange a doctor and stayed with me by my father's bed day and night.
But a week later, my father had another heart attack. In order to let my father leave with peace of mind, Jacob knelt in front of the bed and vowed to marry me and take care of me for the rest of my life.
After the funeral, I was disheartened and canceled my engagement with my fiancé. I married my childhood sweetheart Jacob instead.
But five years later, I overheard the conversation between my ex-fiancé and him.
"Your trick is still good. You made Louisa, a dog-skin plaster, give up on me willingly. Do you think she would want to kill you if she knew that it was you who killed her father back then?"
My hand paused as I pushed open the door of the box and the teasing voice of my ex-fiancé continued to ring in the box.
"You are so cruel. Louisa grew up with you and treated you like her own brother. I guess she would never have thought that it would be you who bankrupted her father's company."
"If it weren't for Amanda, I wouldn't have been blamed for you for so many years. Although I hate her, I can't do anything to make her father angry to death."
The wine glass was placed heavily on the table and Jacob said angrily with a drunken look.
"I will spend my whole life to make up for Louisa. I helped you back then because I wanted Amanda to be happy. If you dare to let Amanda down and make her shed a tear, I will kill you."
The man opposite sighed, "You are so infatuated. It's a pity that Amanda met me first. You should protect your Louisa well. After all, you killed her father. Be careful not to be killed in your dreams at midnight."
Suddenly the glass hit the door hard and shattered on the ground. The footsteps approached and I took a deep breath and ran to the bar downstairs.
I raised the glass and drank it all in one gulp. I, who never drank, choked and tears filled my eyes. The words I just heard echoed in my mind again and again. The person who bankrupted my father's company was not my fiancé, but Jacob, who paid for his surgery.
A week later, my father had a heart attack because of what Jacob said. No wonder my father stared at Jacob before he died.
At that time, I naively thought that this was my father's gratitude and entrustment to him.
The husband who slept with me for five years and held me in the palm of his hand was the indirect murderer of my father. And the marriage and false love over the years were just the so-called compensation for his guilt. It was ridiculous. Sadness and anger surged in my heart.
As soon as my eyes fell on the wine glass at hand, Jacob suddenly hugged me gently from behind, buried his head in my neck and his drunken voice was full of tenderness.
"Louisa, why did you leave for so long? I miss you so much... Let's go home, Louisa, I love you so much... I love you so much..."
Over the years, Jacob would murmur his love for me every time he got drunk. His brothers all said that the truth came out after drinking and Jacob really loved me. But now, all this seemed particularly ridiculous.
I pushed him away calmly and helped him into the car. Jacob fell on my thighs, his brows relaxed and his breathing even as if he was asleep.
"Amanda... Amanda... Why didn't you choose me, why..."
This time I finally heard clearly, the name that appeared in his dreams countless times.
