"I don't want to feel this bad anymore. Renata, please don't get hurt again. I beg you."

I ate the popsicle he bought and after saying yes vaguely, I glared at him fiercely. "Then do you want to be my boyfriend?"

That whole day, both of us blushed and could not say anything.

I told Henry a secret that no one knew.

Every time my dad got drunk and crazy, he would beat my mom and beat her to the point where she was half dead. But then, a broken rose would always appear in the house the next day as an apology.

So, if he wanted to break up with me one day, he did not have to say it. Just gave me one rose.

"Silly, we will always be together." The eighteen-year-old boy hugged me tightly and did not allow me to say anything foolish again.

In order to get rid of my father's pestering, Henry took me to study abroad together. For that reason, his father cut off all his financial resources in order to force us to break up.

At that time, we had to work two part-time jobs every day besides going to school.

Those days were so hard and busy, but he and I could not help but make fun of each other even in between brushing our teeth.

In the small apartment, we loved to quarrel and make noises and our eyes were full of each other. If we could live like this for the rest of our lives, how great it would be ....

"Ms. Miller? Are you feeling well?"

The doctor's concern brought my attention back.

Today was the third day since I moved out of the villa and my old problem of insomnia had worsened.

While taking the sleeping pills prescribed by the doctor and going to picked them up alone, I ran into Jessica.

"Ms. Quinton, how could you come to the hospital alone?"

Jessica blinked innocently and when she saw that I didn't say anything, she said with eyes full of heartache, "I heard from Henry that your child ... don't worry, you are still so young, you will definitely have another one."

"Don't worry, there won't be another one," I replied without hesitation.

As soon as my words fell, I saw Henry coming over with a dark face.

I did not know why he was angry. I only saw him tighten the medicinal spray in his hand. Jessica told me with a coquettish tone that she did not pay much attention when she went up the stairs and sprained her ankle a bit.

There was no need to come to the hospital for this minor injury. It was all Henry's fault for forcibly bringing her here and delaying work.