A Calamity Called Love

Five years after moving abroad, I return to the country for the first time at the invitation of a business partner. My partner sends a reliable assistant to meet me at the company entrance.

I never expect to see my ex, Roy Henderson, who disappeared without a trace five years ago.

Back then, a car accident lands me in the hospital. I need his signature, but he is nowhere to be found. Later, I find out he has gone to celebrate his lover's birthday.

Everyone assumes I will forgive him like I always do. After all, I have forgiven him countless times before.

As soon as I get out of the hospital, I leave the country and disappear from his life completely.

Roy frowns as I walk into the company. "You actually tracked me down?"

He lets out a sigh. "Forget it. Since you've found me anyway, Ava just had a baby and is still in postpartum recovery. Go take care of her."

When I got out of the taxi, a message from our business partner came through, saying they had already arranged for someone to greet me at the company entrance.

When I walked over, I realized the person waiting there was none other than my ex-boyfriend from five years ago, Roy Henderson.

At that moment, Roy was standing at the front entrance with several subordinates, holding up a welcome sign.

As I approached, Roy and the people with him all froze.

"Roy, isn't that your ex-girlfriend, Sylvia Foster? Why is she chasing you all the way to your company now?"

A flicker of surprise crossed Roy's face before it quickly turned into smug satisfaction.

"Back then, she begged me not to break up with her. In the end, I had to leave outright just to get rid of her. It hasn't even been that long, and she still managed to track me down."

After hearing that, everyone looked at me with open disdain.

"How can a woman be this desperate? She drove Roy away, and she still won't let go. Even if you want to get married badly, this is too much."

"She probably fooled around too much when she was younger and now wants a decent man to take her in. Good thing Roy got out early."

Seeing how well dressed I was, with my makeup flawlessly done, someone stepped forward and tugged at my clothes.

"Wow, you can actually afford something this nice? Don't tell me you're pretending to be rich just to impress Roy. Did you even take out a loan for this?"

I let out a cold laugh and slapped his filthy hand away. I knew exactly why they were so shocked.

Back then, I had been nothing more than a worn-down housewife trailing behind Roy, staying home full-time to manage the household for him. I never had the energy to take care of myself.

My clothes had been unfashionable to the point of embarrassment.

When Roy cheated, the blame automatically fell on me.