Before he left for work, I was afraid that he would forget the appointment in the evening, so I reminded him, hoping he would come earlier to impress my parents.

He smiled and responded, "How could I forget such an important meeting with your parents today?"

Everett was stunned, and a hint of guilt flickered in his eyes.

It seemed that he remembered what he said in the morning.

He said guiltily, "I'm sorry. Work overwhelmed me today. I forgot it."

With that, he walked towards me and stretched out his hands to hug me.

But I avoided him calmly.

But I could smell a faint scent of jasmine on him.

It was the scent of the perfume that Sydney often used.

Everett was surprised, as if he didn't expect I would avoid him.

He asked, "Winona, are you angry?"

I stared at him coldly and asked calmly, "Did you really forget the appointment today because of work?"

"Are you doubting me?" His voice tinged with irritation.

Looking at his furious expression, I suddenly felt that he was so unfamiliar.

Or maybe, he had never revealed his true self in front of me.

I took a deep breath and said, "Everett, let's break up."

I had called his name countless times, but never as calmly as I did now.

Everett's movements stiffened, saying in a low voice, "What did you say?"

We had always been very tactful with each other. Whenever we sensed we were about to have a fight, we would find another way to change the subject.

Because arguing broke relationships.

I didn't want to argue with him, but that didn't mean this tactic would suffice for a lifetime.

"Let's break up and I'll give you freedom."

I thought this was a decent way to break up.

There would be no entanglement or resentment towards each other after breaking up.

Everett remained silent, and his gaze fixed on my face.

He said, "Are you going to pick a fight with me just because of this minor issue?"

I met his gaze and walked silently into the room.

He continued, "Winona, explain what you are making a fuss about clearly."

I opened the closet and took out all the clothes in the corner.

The ring box he had hidden there before was indeed missing.

I pointed to the vacant spot, saying, "Today you invited my parents to dinner, but you were celebrating another woman's birthday, presenting her with a significant ring. Everett, what do you want me to think?"

I hadn't intended to be so forthright with him.

But I also didn't want to be labeled as unreasonable.