Chapter 1

I found a box of used condoms on the nightstand in the master bedroom of the apartment Liam and I were supposed to share.

And only Liam and I had keys to this place.

What happened here was obvious.

Clutching the messy sheets on the bed, my hands wouldn't stop trembling.

Eight years of me pursuing him, two years of us dating – all a joke now.

I sent the photos to Liam, wanting to hear his explanation.

But he just brushed it off:

"My buddies all said a guy needs to have one last fling before marriage, otherwise there'll be no chance after we're married. Can't live with regrets, right?"

"If you really mind, you can find a guy and have a fling for a night too. We'll call it even."

But later, when I actually went on a date with the wealthy heir my family wanted me to marry, he went completely crazy, saying he was wrong and begging for my forgiveness.

When Liam rushed over, I was instructing people to throw out that huge bed and change the locks.

He stood at the door, watching the movers carry out the bed, his face turning dark.

"Olivia Reed! What the hell are you doing?! That bed cost over twenty thousand, and I only slept in it once. Are you really that petty?"

His tone was annoyed, as if I didn't sweet-talk him right away, he'd throw a fit.

In the past, I would have been scared, rushing to soothe him and make him happy.

But now, I was done being a doormat.

After simping for ten years, I thought marrying the man I worshipped was the luckiest thing that could happen to me, but he stabbed me in the back.

What woman could tolerate her man sleeping with someone else?

My mind involuntarily flashed to that empty condom box, imagining the intensity of their "battle."

How could I possibly put up with this? How could I ever!

I glared at him, a flicker of hatred in my eyes: "This is my home. It's my right to throw out dirty things."

He blew up instantly. "What are you talking about?! This is "our" home! I even cleaned up after I slept in that bed, how is it dirty?!"

So, even now, he still believed he'd done nothing wrong.

I couldn't help but roar, "You know perfectly well what you did! There's no need for a wedding anymore! I bought this apartment, so it's naturally "my" home!"

Liam looked at me in disbelief. "What did you say? You want to cancel our wedding over something so trivial?"

Trivial?

I couldn't believe he considered him cheating on me "trivial"!

I truly couldn't believe that the man I'd loved for ten years was actually this kind of person!

The person in front of me was a complete stranger, nothing like the high school boy I remembered…

My heart ached to the extreme. I didn't know whether to be glad I saw him clearly before marriage, or to grieve over my decade of wasted devotion.

But I knew one thing: I wouldn't turn back.

My voice was cold, my tone firm:

"Yes, the wedding is off! You like to 'test the waters,' right? Well, I'm giving you the chance. Take your sweet time 'testing'!"

Seeing the determination in my eyes, Liam finally realized something was wrong. His tone softened, filled with feigned hurt.

"Liv, all my buddies do this, have one last fling before they get married. I just never thought you'd find out."

"If you really mind, you can go find a guy and have a fling too! I promise I won't say anything! Please don't be angry."

He truly managed to shock me again and again, eroding my love for him bit by bit.

I scoffed. "It's fine. We're breaking up. You can 'test' however you like; it has nothing to do with me!"

When he saw I wasn't going to back down, he immediately erupted in anger.

"Olivia Reed! I've already humbled myself enough! I even said you could find a guy to 'test the waters' with! What more do you want?!"

"If it weren't for you chasing me for ten years, do you think I would have agreed to marry you?! There are plenty of women better than you!"

So, he wasn't marrying me out of love.

It was because I was enough of a doormat, willing to indulge and tolerate all his whims.

This belated realization pierced my heart even more deeply!

My eyes reddened. "Let's break up. I won't hold you back; go 'test' with more of those 'better' women!"

Liam stomped his foot in anger. Before he left, he gritted his teeth and said:

"Fine! Break up then! I'm not afraid to tell you, that woman was Chloe! She's back!"

"Olivia Reed, you're throwing away your only chance to marry me. Don't you dare regret it! Hmph!"

So, his first love, the girl he’d always been obsessed with, Chloe, had returned. No wonder he was so eager to "test the waters."