I Returned Her Love With a Breakup

Lynette and I had been together for seven years now. Never had she felt more like a complete stranger to me than right this moment.

Just then, a voice came from her end of the call, "Let's grab something to eat, Lynnie."

As soon as I heard that, the call was dropped. Within seconds, I got a message from Lynette.

"Just deal with the engagement party yourself. I'll be back once I'm done with work."

At that very moment, my heart shattered for good.

I shouldn't have forgiven her time and time again. Once a person's heart had wavered, there was no turning back.

After calming myself down, I announced to all the guests present that Lynette and I were calling off our engagement. Neither of us had parents. My only living relative was my grandmother, and since she was ill, she wasn't here today.

Therefore, I could easily make the decision alone.

Everyone was stunned to hear what I said, but I also heard someone whisper, "No wonder the engagement was called off. Lynette has found herself another man, and she even gave him such an expensive suit!"

Lynette was a famous fashion designer. All of her designs were bestsellers.

As it was, the suit had caught the eye of a fashion house that wanted to mass-produce it, but she'd declined the offer.

"This suit means a lot to me," she stated haughtily. "I won't be selling it."

At the time, I was still deluded enough to think she'd give the suit to me. I'd imagined how envious everyone would be when they saw me wearing it during our engagement party.

But instead, I'd become a laughingstock.

Once I'd done what I needed to do, I left the ballroom.

On the way home, I checked my phone and saw that Lynette had posted on social media.

"I hope things will keep getting better for you. May you find every success in your career."

In the photo, Lynette and Zac were leaning toward each other, their heads extremely close together. She had a blissful smile on her face, and he was wearing that suit she'd designed.

They looked like such a perfect match.

Lynette didn't seem to care that we'd been together for seven years. I'd argued with her countless times because of Zac. The worst fight resulted from the fact that she'd spent the night at his place.

A friend of ours told me that, and when I found her, she was still lying in Zac's bed. Even though he wasn't lying beside her, I saw the hickeys all over her body. That was all the proof I needed.

I'd been furious then. I told her I wanted to end our relationship and leave Sallington for good.

But she held me tightly and kept apologizing to me, saying, "It's not what you think, Ev! It only happened because I was drunk. From now on, I'll keep my distance from him. Please don't leave me. I'll die without you!"

Lynette had been diagnosed with depression in the past. During the darkest period of her life, I was the one who stayed by her side to help her get through it.

She'd made a genuine attempt on her life before, so for the sake of ensuring that she didn't do it again, I chose to put up with her transgression.

After that incident, she did keep an appropriate distance from Zac, so I thought she'd truly learned from her mistake.

But now, she'd completely disappointed me. It was the final straw that broke the camel's back. Every single thing she'd done today was enough to turn my heart into stone.

I sent Lynette a message, informing her that I'd called off the engagement and that I was going to hire people to move out all her belongings from the house.

We were staying in the house she asked me to buy when we first got together. She said she'd always dreamed of having a house in Sallington, so I poured all my savings into buying the house.

Later on, once I finally managed to save up some money again, she invested all of it into her business. We became so poor that we could barely even put food on the table.

She kept apologizing to me then, but I didn't hold it against her. On the contrary, to help her succeed, I even worked myself to the bone to earn more money.