My BF Abandoned My Sprained Ankle to Her, I Turned and Left
Nine years with Graham Blackwood—his career flourished, while I was left with nothing but illness.
At the annual meeting, his gaze lingered affectionately on his first love, and he said that the person he owed the most gratitude to was her.
Someone asked about me.
He smiled, his expression as distant as chrysanthemums: "Her? She chose that all on her own."
That's when I realized—sometimes, sincerity is met with nothing but cruelty.
It wasn't until I decisively walked out of his world that he finally saw the mistake and began to regret it...
One day, we passed each other in the street, and my new boyfriend asked, "Who was that guy?"
I smiled and patted his cheek. "Honey, don’t go poking into my past. A good girl like me only likes you."
Behind me, Graham was losing his mind...