Wasted Ten Years

I was Julian Sterling’s personal assistant.

He chased me for a year, and we dated in secret for ten.

At twenty-nine, with my family constantly badgering me to settle down, I finally proposed.

But he just looked at me coldly and said, "I can give you love, Chloe, but I can't give you a marriage."

"If you're that desperate to get married, I can introduce you to some guy just to get your parents off your back."

I accepted his words in silence.

A few months later, he cornered me outside my door.

His eyes were bloodshot, and he growled at me, his voice trembling: