Chapter 1

My girlfriend ran off for her idol again. Only this time, it was during our engagement party.

No matter how much I begged, she wouldn't soften her stance one bit.

In the end, I dismissed the guests and called off the engagement.

Then she came back crying, begging me for another chance.

My girlfriend ran off for her idol again. Only this time, it was during our engagement party.

No matter how much I begged, she wouldn't soften her stance one bit.

In the end, I dismissed the guests and called off the engagement.

Then she came back crying, begging me for another chance.

I was adjusting my suit, getting ready to go out and toast the guests when Hannah rushed in, dragging her wedding dress, a worried look on her face.

"Ryan, Alex just called me. He got into a racing accident and I need to go to him right now."

"We're about to start toasting the guests," I said, grabbing her arm as she turned to leave. "Do you know what day this is?"

The guests had already taken their seats. Our engagement party was about to begin.

And now she was saying she wanted to leave.

What kind of game was she playing?

"I know. But he's hurt, it could be serious," Hannah said, her eyes welling up with tears as she looked at me.

I felt myself wavering, sighing in resignation.

"Don't worry, I'll send someone to check on him, okay?"

I must have said something wrong because Hannah suddenly yanked her hand away and shouted at me.

"Ryan, you'd be happy if he died. Would you really send someone to help him?"

Her words cut like a knife, piercing my heart.

Back when I was pursuing Hannah, I hadn't exactly been kind to Alex.

But I never thought she'd see me this way.

In her eyes, was I really someone who would disregard another person's life?

Hannah grabbed the car keys from the table and turned to leave.

I took a couple of steps to block the doorway, our eyes meeting.

"Yes, I don't like Alex, but I would never joke about someone's life."

She met my gaze, her eyes showing no sign of backing down.

"It's just an engagement party, isn't it? We can have another one. I've already agreed to marry you, what more do you want?"

She forcefully pushed me aside and stormed out, slamming the door behind her.

Finding her wedding dress cumbersome, she tore off the skirt.

It was the dress she had said was so important for the engagement, the one we had spent hours shopping for, comparing different stores before finally buying.

My body felt cold, as if I'd fallen into an ice cellar.

I watched her retreating figure.

Silently, I made a decision.

Hannah, it's time we ended this.