Dear Ex-Boyfriend, Please Stop Pestering MeChapter 1​​

My childhood sweetheart Juan Shaffer and I had been in a secret relationship for six years.

But my mother said she had chosen a suitable marriage partner for me.

I nodded obediently and agreed to the marriage.

It was because the day before, when I was dressed up and rushing to his birthday party, I accidentally overheard his conversation with his friends.

His friend said, “I heard that your first love is coming back to get married and you just watched her marry someone else?”

He sneered and said with a determined tone, “Impossible! As long as I am here, she will never be able to marry another man in her life.”

Another friend chimed in, “That's right. After all, she's been gone for six years and you've been alone for six years. Aren't you just waiting for her to come back?”

Thinking of their conversation yesterday, I looked at my mother with a faint smile and whispered, “Mom, Juan is the boss of the wedding company, why not let him take care of my wedding banquet.

“After all, we can trust people we know to do things for us.”

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As my mother got my affirmative answer, the nervousness on her face changed in an instant.

Instead, she could not hide her joy.

"Okay, I will listen to you. I will contact Juan tomorrow and ask him to help you organize a grand wedding.”

At that point, she looked helpless and said earnestly, “I've said before that if you find a boyfriend before you are 25, we will not interfere in your marriage, but now, you are 26."

I smiled and nodded, reminding her, “I know you are all doing this for my own good. By the way, Mom, don't tell Juan who the hostess of the wedding is yet. I want to give him a surprise when the time comes.”

As my mother heard this, she looked at me with a helpless smile and said, “Okay, I will arrange this for you. Don't worry, your marriage partner was carefully selected by us and we won't let you suffer any grievances.”

At that moment, I laughed from the bottom of my heart.

“Yeah, I believe in my mother's judgment.”

Since my mother had a banquet to attend in the evening, she left after discussing business.

I stayed to enjoy the food alone.

Unexpectedly, when I finished my meal and was about to leave, I heard several familiar voices coming from the private room next door.

As soon as I looked over, I saw Juan and his friends sitting in the next box.