My fiance told me, "When you grow flowers more colorful than Dimonous roses, we'll get married in a rose garden."

With that as my goal, I worked day and night to care for the roses.

Until one day when his first love said she wanted to see a rain of roses, my fiance shoveled 50 acres of my roses to make her smile.

"Jeffrey, will Audrey be mad at us?"

Jeffrey took out a ten-karat diamond ring from his pocket and knelt on one knee. "It doesn't matter. The only person I love is you."

Pain pierced my heart. I called home, "Dad, if I break up with him, is the offer still open? Can I still inherit the family fortune?"

"Dad, it was my fault before, now I want to come home."

Richard Houston, my dad, on the other end of the phone froze. He was very surprised. "Are you sure? I'll send you to Wilcraston when you come home, and you can live there as long as you like.

"What happened? Before, you abandoned your family for those roses. You said you only love Jeffrey. What's wrong?"

I stood in the messy rose garden, picking up a rose that hadn't been broken yet. I forced a smile. "I no longer love him, but money matters."

Hearing my voice trembling, Dad made it quick. "I need three days to arrive at your place. Deal with your personal affairs during those days.

"After all, you've loved each other for so many years. Don't end it ugly."

I said yes, looking down at the bracelet engraved with oath. I was a little absent-minded.

Indeed, we loved each other for so many years.

I still thought about the past. My cell phone vibrated. It was a message from Jeffrey Chaney, who used to be my fiance.

Jeffrey: [The house needs to be cleaned. Come back soon.]

The living room in the photo was full of roses.

I didn't reply, but picked up the intact roses and put them aside.

After making sure they were all placed, I returned to the villa on the mountain in muddy shoes.

"Is it that hard to ask you back?"

Jeffrey frowned as he leaned back on the sofa, expressing his dissatisfaction with my late return.

"The road was too muddy for walking."

I started to clean up the mess on the floor, but accidentally picked up an old ring covered in scratches. Just as I was about to put the ring into my pocket, Jeffrey stopped me, "Give it to me. That's not yours."

Jeffrey's words were like a fuse that made everyone present pay attention to me.

"Audrey, the ring is not yours."

One of Jeffrey's friends looked at me with a playful look and said with a teasing smile.

"But it doesn't matter if you have it. It's trash that nobody wants after all."

Hearing him finish, the people present agreed, "Indeed, Audrey, you look like a maid in your current outfit."

I glanced down at my clothes and looked around again.

Compared to the young rich boys and girls present who were dressed in exquisite clothing, I indeed looked shabby.

I didn't say anything, patting the dirt off my body.

I knew these people.

Either they were from wealthy families, or they had their own businesses, but I was just a girl who took care of roses.

At least it seemed to be.

Touching the bracelet, I raised my eyes to Jeffrey, who had been smiling without saying anything.

I was guessing what he would say.

Jeffrey kept staring at me. The smile in his eyes was not sincere. The words of the others did not seem to enter his ears.

It was only when the others felt bored and stopped talking that he walked over to me and handed me the broom. "They're just kidding. Don't take it seriously."

Seeing that my eyes remained the same, he then turned back and pretended to scold them.

"Alright, it's all a joke. It definitely won't be like this afterward."

The originally quiet living room was in an uproar again.

I didn't say a word. I just cleaned up, thinking about how I should leave in a decent manner.

Suddenly, the door opened.

Wearing a red evening gown, Joanna Wyatt slowly walked in.

"Jeffrey?"

As she spoke, the living room fell silent.

Everyone stood up straight and took out their best posture.

Jeffrey was no exception.

I was pushed to the corner. Jeffrey reached out to hold Joanna, his voice soft, "What's wrong?"

Joanna moved her steps and walked over to the pile of roses, seemingly looking for something.

"I forgot to take the old ring. I came back to look for it."

After hearing it, Jeffrey looked up at me standing in the distance. His eyes contained a warning. "Bring the ring you found. Don't bother Joanna to get it."

The crowd looked at me as if I was evil.

They turned on the lighting, and my figure under the strong light became even more embarrassed.

It turned out that I didn't even deserve what Joanna threw.

All of a sudden, I no longer wanted to stay here and got up to leave.

The others saw me and reminded Jeffrey.

"Jeffrey, Audrey is keeping it for a while. Why are you being so fierce?"

Jeffrey didn't care what they said. He furrowed subconsciously as he said, "What's wrong with me asking her to bring it?"

He seemed to realize something and let go of Joanna's hand.

He scratched his arm and said, "Joanna's wearing a dress. It's not convenient for her to squat. That's why I'm in a hurry."

I forced a smile. It was hilarious.

He didn't love me, so he didn't need to care about my feelings.

I took out the ring and handed it to Joanna.

Joanna, however, didn't take it. She pretended to be generous. "Since you like it, I'll give it to you."

As she said this, she raised her hand which was wearing a huge ring.

"After all, I already have a new one, and I won't wear the old one.

"I don't think you have one, do you?"

Joanna looked at Jeffrey lovingly, her voice elongated like a kitten.

"If you want one, ask Jeffrey to buy one. It's not expensive anyway.

"But there's a problem. He has already used his ID to buy a DR ring once. So if you need it, you might have to get it from a different person."

Joanna said in a sarcastic tone, but her expression looked like she was aggrieved.

Seeing the bracelet engraved with the oath on the outstretched wrist, I suddenly felt like a clown.

The ring of a lifetime was given to Joanna, an Internet influencer, and the bracelet bought at a random roadside stall was given to me, his real girlfriend.

I was just like the useless rose pieces on the ground, just a pile of used trash.

Pushing away Joanna's hand, I walked straight out the door.

Inside the hall, the crowd was talking about my so-called rude behavior.

"She shouldn't come back once she leaves. If it wasn't for Jeffrey covering her expenses, she would have long ended up as a beggar."

"Alright, cut the crap."

"Still calling herself a rose. I haven't seen any roses that are ugly."

Jeffrey did not look good. He looked at my back as I left.

It was cool in the mountains in the evening, and the setting sun seemed to signal the imminent end of our relationship.

I looked at the birds returning to the south, and my thoughts followed them back to that year.

He said I was like a rose in bud, and he wanted to be the Little Prince.

I thought the perfect match for the Little Prince was a fox, so I didn't agree with his confessions.

Until that spring, he bought that rose garden for me.

He covered my eyes and made me stand at the top of the hill where the roses were in full bloom.

I remembered the wind that day carried the scent of the flowers, and he held me in his arms, promising to give me a home.

Once upon a time, I loved freedom so much, but his words made me fold my wings.

I began to live under his protection.

In those five years we'd been together, we spent countless nights in this rose manor. And he would tell me he would marry me at the end of each one.

But it wasn't until now that I realized his promises were worthless.

He had given me nothing except the bracelet.

False prince, false love, and poor roses...

Before the tears fell, I broke the bracelet that didn't really fit.

Jeffrey could never keep roses.

There were two days left. Then Dad would arrive.

I went back to pack my bags early when Jeffrey was asleep.

Jeffrey woke up at the sound of my voice and was a little confused.

"What are you packing?"

I focused on packing and didn't even look at him.

"There's a flower planting expert coming to give a lecture. I'm going to the city for a lecture."

Jeffrey narrowed his eyes and then playfully shook off my already folded clothes. He laid his head on my knee. "How about I invite him home? I can't stand being without you."

A wave of revulsion washed over me when I saw that face.

I didn't know how I could stand the affectation before.

Pushing his head away, I continued packing.

Jeffrey took my hand, but at that moment, he realized that the bracelet that had long been strangled into my flesh was not in my wide sleeve. His smile instantly froze.

"Where's the bracelet? Where did it go? Obviously, you can't take it off."

He knew that it was a bracelet that didn't really fit me.

"Yesterday, when I worked in the garden, it got all muddy. At night I brought it to the store to wash it."

I didn't know if it was because I brought up the rose thing, Jeffrey's expression froze.

He revealed a smile and lowered his head to kiss me. "I knew you wouldn't lose it. Since it's all dirty, I'll buy you a new one tomorrow."

Yes, it was all dirty.

He gave me that bracelet when I planted my first rose.

I picked the blooming flowers and ran to him. "Jeffrey, one step closer to us getting married."

Jeffrey froze for a few seconds after seeing the roses, then pulled out a plain bracelet from his front breast pocket and put it on my hand.

That day was the happiest day of my life.

The bracelet that didn't really fit was strangled in my flesh and blood.

Because of a worthless bracelet, I felt that he was the one in my life.

When I thought about it now, it was pathetic.

Packing my suitcase, I sat down at the dining table to eat yesterday's leftover cake when suddenly a push news appeared on my home page.

Joanna posted the proposal photos on her social media.

In the finely retouched photo, countless rose petals were shot up into the sky, and Jeffrey in the center of the photo was kneeling on one knee holding the ring box.

The next picture was that Jeffrey put his arm around Joanna, and the huge diamond was displayed in front of the camera.

I gave her a like and exited the page. But when I clicked again, I couldn't see it.

Joanna sent me countless messages. Surprisingly, the first thing she said was that she was sorry.

Joanna: [Audrey, I'm sorry. It was needed for a short drama. It was all a joke.]

Joanna: [I thought you couldn't see it. And we thought it wasn't a big deal, so we didn't tell you. Audrey, please forgive me.]

Joanna carefully deliberated each sentence. So everything would make sense. The cake that I ate with my fork was suddenly eaten by Jeffrey in one bite.

"What kind of bracelet do you like? How about a rose one?"

Every word of these sentences was like a needle in my flesh. Although it couldn't kill me, I was in great pain.

I dropped my fork and said aloud, trying to calm myself down.

"Yeah."