Love Breaks Up After Eight YearsChapter 1

As I was talking business with a client in a hotel, I saw Henry Wilson, the man I had supported for eight years, kissing a beautiful woman intimately in front of the elevator.

Henry came home and became furious when I confronted him about it.

"Evelyn, I have wasted eight years on you, and you are ordinary and stupid. How can you compete with a woman like Janet?"

I immediately slapped Henry. "It's none of your business. Get out!"

Unexpectedly, I had worked diligently for eight years for Henry to study and draw, but he just thought I was ordinary and stupid in the end.

I laughed out of anger.

I wanted to see if Henry would still be so elegant if I stopped providing for him.

"Evelyn, how dare you follow me?"

My client was also in the hotel, so I didn't catch Henry red-handed.

However, when we got home, he instantly roared like a cat whose tail had been stepped on in the face of my questioning.

I sat down on the sofa, feeling physically and mentally exhausted.

I had provided for Henry for eight years, and it never occurred to me that he would cheat on me.

He loved reading, painting, and all things elegant, except work.

In order to fulfill his elegant life, I worked desperately for eight years to go from a part-time job to starting my own business, and I got plenty of assets now.

Henry was an emotional person, so I had to fulfill both his materialistic desires and emotional value for him for eight years.

Even though I was so busy, I didn't forget to spend any of the holiday anniversaries with him.

I cared for and soothed him as carefully as if I were raising a child, not even bothering to say anything out loud to him.

Like every mother who wouldn't believe her child could hate themselves, I never believed Henry would cheat on me.

I had now witnessed his cheating, so how could I not be upset?

Not only that, but when I asked him about it, he neither felt guilty nor comforted or begged me. On the contrary, he was directly annoyed.

I sighed deeply, still gently explaining, "I didn't follow you, and I just went over there to meet a client and happened to see you."

Henry sneered, clearly not believing me.

"What a coincidence. You were meeting a client at the hotel, so it was a male client, wasn't it?"

I felt shocked. "You're blaming me instead."

He turned around and snorted, "I'm not as boring as you are."