Charles was short-tempered, and he would fly into a rage if anything went wrong.

I endured him for eight whole years. I couldn't tell how many grievance I had suffered.

In the past, as long as he lost his temper, I would be scared out of my wits.

I would do everything I could to beg him and curry favor with him.

But this time, I suddenly calmed down.

Perhaps my love for him had disappeared.

"My phone fell off the cliff. I just bought a new one today."

Charles kept silent for a while.

Perhaps my calmness surprised him, so I asked him.

"Why do you call me?"

Charles was surprised as if he could not accept my attitude.

"Why didn't you tell me that you were discharged from hospital? I came here for nothing."

"Didn't I buy you a limited edition diamond necklace before? Where did you put it? Flora wants to wear it in the jewelry exhibition tomorrow. And I want to go with her tomorrow."

I was upset.

That diamond necklace could be considered a token of love between Charles and me.

Although he didn't spend much money buying it eight years ago.

However, it was a famous designer's unique work, the price had risen to a very high level.

But in my heart, it was priceless.

It represented my love for Charles.

It was also my entire youth and dream.

But now, Charles was going to share the necklace with another woman.

I held back my emotions that were on the verge of breaking down.

"If you really think the necklace can be shared with another women, then come and get it tomorrow. I'm tired today."

"I'll go get it tonight. I'm afraid it'll be too late tomorrow."

Charles hung up the phone in a hurry when I lose my thought.

Just a second ago, I had fantasized that he was anxious to find me because he was worried about me.

I'm so cheap.

Tears streamed down my face.

The phone I had just bought also fell to the ground in a daze.

With a crisp sound, the screen shattered.

Just like our broken love.

I lay prone on the sofa and burst into tears.

For my youth, for the so-called love I didn't deserve in the past eight years.

I cried so hard that I fell asleep unconsciously.

It was not until I was woken up by the sound of rummaging in the bedroom.

I struggled to get up and walked into the bedroom.

Charles paused for a moment when he was looking for something.

"I saw you asleep when I came in, so I didn't want to wake you up."