His Love Is UnworthyChapter 1

On the eve of Valentine's Day, my fiancé's beloved girl played truth or dare with him.

She asked, "Who would you marry, Jane or me?"

Facing everyone's curiosity, my fiancé looked at her with a little drunkenness. "Of course I choose you."

I walked in calmly. "You can just get married right here."

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At three o'clock in the morning, I got a call from my grandmother. Her stomach disease had relapsed, and she was in great pain.

I got up in a hurry and called my fiancé Bruce Miller to help me take my grandma to the hospital.

When I passed the bathroom, I heard him talking on the phone.

"Bruce, Grandma's stomach disease has relapsed. We..."

However, I heard him calling the person on the other end of the phone "Flora" affectionately.

Flora.

Flora Davis.

I thought of this name subconsciously and became vigilant.

I knew that Flora was once the girl Bruce loved, but they were never together.

"Jane."

Bruce came out of the bathroom and hurriedly changed his shoes. "Flora is heartbroken after breaking up. I'll go see her."

Before I could react, he grabbed the car keys and rushed out.

I didn't know if he listened to what I said just now.

I just felt bitter in my heart.

My grandmother lived in the same neighborhood as us and needed to be sent to the hospital immediately.

But Bruce drove away, thinking only of finding his beloved girl.

I had been with Bruce for seven years, and we had been engaged. But at that moment, I suddenly felt he was very strange.

It seemed as if he had never loved me.

I didn't have time to think about it. I quickly called him and asked him to send my grandma to the hospital.

After all, my grandma’s condition was urgent. It was hard to get a taxi in the middle of the night, so we couldn’t delay.

I ran all the way to my grandma's house while dialing Bruce's number, but I couldn't get through to him.

I could only carry my grandmother to the side of the road, trying to stop a passing car for help.

My parents divorced when I was young, and each of them had their own family. My grandmother raised me and was the only relative who treated me well.

I didn't want anything to happen to her, so I was very anxious.

Very few cars passed by, and they all drove over quickly, so I didn't have any chance to stop them.

The rain gradually got heavier.

At first, I just couldn't get through to Bruce, and later, he turned off.

When I needed him the most, he...