Return My Girlfriend To Her Ex

My name was Kenneth Dickinson. In my previous life, Nina Palmer and I were seen as a loving couple by everyone.

We were together for five years and never had a fight. We were the envy of the company.

But they didn't know that even though we had lived together for five years, we had never had any intimate behavior.

She had always loved Pierce White, her ex-boyfriend who had cancer. She chose to be with me only because my income could afford his medical expenses.

In my new life, I decided not to be a simp anymore.

***

"Kenneth, Pierce is going to the hospital for chemotherapy today. Can you lend me some money again?"

Before I could recover from the fact of being reborn, Nina called me.

Just like in my previous life, every time she contacted me, it was because of Pierce's treatment, and she needed to borrow money from me.

She called it borrowing, but she never paid it back.

"Nina, I'm tired. I've thought it through. Pierce is seriously ill, and he needs you more than I do. Let's break up."

After I finished speaking, I hung up the phone for the first time.

I stood in front of the mirror in a daze for a long time before accepting the fact that I was reborn.

All the past events came back to me.

In my previous life, Nina and Pierce broke up under pressure from her parents.

In the second month after their breakup, I, who had been pursuing Nina for three years, finally became her official boyfriend.

During these three years, Nina had always been distant from me.

She said she was a bit slow-moving and took relationships very seriously. She needed time to know whether my love for her was real.

I thought I had met the right person.

But I didn't know that from beginning to end, she only saw me as Pierce's substitute.

On the first day of living together, I carefully prepared a candlelight dinner and 99 roses, wanting to surprise her.

But when Nina saw all this, she was very indifferent. After putting down her luggage, she said that a friend of hers was seriously ill and had no family in the local area, so she had to go and take care of him.

At that time, I didn't know that this so-called friend was her ex-boyfriend Pierce.

I even thought that it was some close girlfriend of hers.

I graciously lent her my car and told her not to feel guilty and that her friend's illness was more important.

She didn't even lift her head. She took the keys, thanked me, and left without looking back.

It wasn't until the next morning that she came back looking exhausted.

"My friend is seriously ill. It's cancer. He's depressed and vulnerable, and he needs someone to be with him. I have to go to the hospital for a few days to be there for him. I hope you can understand."

I still vividly remembered Nina's expression at that time.

As she calmly said the words "my friend", her eyes revealed her concern and distress for Pierce, and she didn't feel guilty toward me at all.

She didn't give a damn about the candlelight dinner and surprise I had prepared for her last night.

What did I do back then?

I brought a freshly made breakfast to her and said with a smile, "When you're sick, you're the most vulnerable. I get it."

When we went to Nina's parents' house for dinner, and they asked when we would get married, Nina fell silent. On the contrary, I smiled and smoothed things over, saying that she was too busy with work, and we had yet found the time.

Since then, whenever she couldn't hide her connection with Pierce from her parents, she'd ask me to cover for her.

We had been living together for five years. In her eyes, I had always been a generous, considerate, sensible boyfriend who never caused her trouble and never bothered her, and I also provided financial support at any time.

I didn't know if she was sad for me when she heard the news of my death in a car accident. I'd be glad if she was sad just for a second.

It took a long, long time for me to finally feel less uncomfortable when I breathed.

Being together and sharing hardships with Pierce were her wishes in my previous life, weren't they?

I'd fulfill her wishes.

I'd like to see if she actually got to be with Pierce, whether she could stay with him for the rest of her life.

"Pierce has cancer. I have told you many times how painful the treatment process is. There is no one he can rely on in this city. Otherwise, he wouldn't have come to beg me while putting his dignity as a man aside. And you're breaking up with me at this critical moment? What are you, a monster?"

Nina called me again. I could imagine her expression right now just by listening to her voice.