We soon became close friends, and I gradually developed a crush on her.
I carefully planned my pursuit and showed my affection again and again, but Yolanda was always hesitant and silent.
I knew all this was because of Luis, Yolanda's ex-boyfriend.
She told me before that Luis was her first love. They met through her best friend Lily. After they had been together for one year, she found out that Luis had slept with a girl from the same department, and they broke up.
I knew that the emotional trauma left by her first love was difficult to make up for. Yolanda told me that she was afraid of being hurt again, and I promised her that I could wait.
I could accompany her to let her truly accept me.
I pursued her for two years, and finally, on the day of graduation, Yolanda agreed to be my girlfriend.
That day was the happiest day of my life.
After we were together, the relationship between us heated up rapidly. Yolanda had an innocent and pure character, and she cared about me, so she was very popular not only with my friends but also with my serious father.
My mother passed away early, and my father Sam liked Yolanda, so he hoped that we would get married.
Sam gave all the love and care that he usually didn't show to me to Yolanda.
Not only that, Sam also personally decided at the board meeting to support the building materials company owned by Yolanda's father Tony Watson. In just two years, Tony's company became a leader in the building materials industry. A few days ago, Sam decided to invest a sum of money in Tony's company.
I recalled everything that had happened since Yolanda and I met. In the past five years, I had never had the slightest doubt about her, who was well-behaved.
Maybe it was because I was busy helping my father run the company, or Yolanda was too good at disguising herself in the past five years, I didn't expect that I would encounter such a thing on the day when Yolanda and I got our marriage license, which should have been a beautiful and memorable day in my life.
As I sat at the door of the emergency room, I rubbed my temples hard, sorting out my messy thoughts. I didn't have time to think about the past anymore. What I cared about now was my father who was in critical condition in the emergency room.