I finally realized Simon had never forgiven me. Every gentle touch, attention and gift was just a calculated move to get back at me for leaving him. It did not rekindle our love; instead, it was an act of revenge.

Back then, after my father had embezzled a fortune and fled the country, he left my mother and me with tens of millions of dollars of debt. My mother was so heartbroken that she jumped from a building and ended up in a vegetative state.

Debt collectors came knocking at our house every single day. At that time, Simon was training hard. He was hoping to qualify for the national track team.

Those same creditors had threatened me with Simon. They said if I did not repay the debt fast enough, they would ruin Simon's sports career.

I knew how much Simon loved athletics, so because I did not want him to suffer, I lied. I told him I had fallen for someone else.

The day we broke up, I stood above him as he knelt, heartbroken and I mocked him and called him a broke loser who could never give me what I wanted.

This devastated Simon and he snapped. After he drank too much, he accidentally fell into the river. As a result, his bones fractured all over his body. This incident ended his athletic career instantly.

However, he never realized that I was the one who, without hesitation, jumped into the river when I saw him fall and saved him.

To protect him from the wrath of my debtors, I immediately left him before he woke up. Then I disappeared for five years.

Until I was drugged and sent to Master Payton's bed because I couldn't pay the debt to one of my creditors, Simon saved me like a god from heaven.

It was only then I learned that Simon was actually the long-lost heir of the wealthy Payton Family.

When we met again, I thought he hated me. Instead, he was gentle to me and gifted me everything I asked for. I genuinely thought he still loved me.

Now, I realized Simon knew exactly how to break my heart. Since he did not stab me in the back when I was down but when I fell in love with him. Then he twisted the knife.

I closed my eyes as tears streamed freely down my cheeks.

After letting myself grieve, I picked up my phone and made a call. As soon as it connected, I said softly, "Chris, I want to go to The Gaul Nation with you. I want to start all over again.”