Hearing those words felt like a bolt from the blue. Every cell in my body seemed to lose its spark in an instant.

I nearly crumpled to the floor.

The barrage of words kept hitting my nerves.

"You're telling me you can get bored of a woman like Yuna?"

"Hah, it's been seven years now. I wonder if you'll ever get tired of her."

"I suddenly recalled a saying. Every woman you lust after is already on everyone else's wish list. Norman, does that not perfectly capture how you feel right now?"

"Yep, spot on."

"A girl that fine, and you're done with her? Mind if I take a turn?"

In the mouths of these barely evolved meatheads, I was nothing but a toy.

They trampled and whipped my dignity, and my hurt poured out as silent tears.

I skipped the dinner cruise that night.

I texted Norman to let him know, but he didn't even bother to reply.

Whenever I message him, it's like I'm blowing up his phone.

"Norman, I'm heading out. Don't forget your keys."

"Norman, there's a new steakhouse. Wanna check it out?"

"Norman, I miss you! What are you up to?"

But he only replies when he feels like it.

My psych major bestie Lina says if someone's important enough, they'll drop everything to text you back, even if they're in the shower.

I already knew I wasn't a priority. I just didn't realize I wasn't even an afterthought. I was being pathetic.

I received a call from Norman, who said he had something really important to discuss with me.

I didn't want to meet him, so I made up an excuse that I was feeling unwell.

However, Norman's tone was quite forceful.

"Come when I say to come, and don't make me lose my temper!" he threatened.

I decided to give him another chance, so I went to the restaurant he had chosen.

As soon as I walked in, I was taken aback by what I saw.

In the private room, there was a circle of people, and almost all my friends were there.

When I entered, the lively atmosphere suddenly fell silent, and the room was eerily quiet.

Norman sat in the center, and beside him was a young girl who looked at me with a slightly challenging gaze.

A few close friends, who usually had a good time with me, looked at me with worried expressions.

The room was packed with people, but there wasn't a seat for me.

I straightforwardly asked Norman, "What's going on here?"

Norman, however, turned the question back on me. "Why didn't you show up for the cruise dinner that day?"

I replied, "I was feeling unwell; I sent you a message about it."

Seemingly unhappy with my answer, Norman shot me a glare and then said, "Let me introduce you to someone."

He turned to the young girl beside him and said, "This is Bella, a girl I've recently taken a special liking to."

"You can see that Bella is young and beautiful, and she's also sensible and easygoing. I don't want her to be mistreated; you understand what I mean?"

"Young and beautiful, sensible and easygoing."

Every word felt like a stab to my heart.

I nodded and replied, "I get it. You all carry on; I'll step out."

My reaction stunned everyone in the room.

In the past, I would have made a huge fuss, at least causing a scene.

If I didn't get Norman back, the whole city wouldn't know peace.

But this time, I simply said softly, "I quit."

A look of surprise crossed Norman's face as well.

However, it lasted only a moment.

He quickly replaced it with an indifferent expression.

"After all, we've been together for so many years. If we can't be lovers, we can still be friends. You can always come to me if you need anything in the future."

"Forget it. It's better to keep some boundaries. Don't let your obedient, understanding, young, and beautiful little girlfriend misunderstand."

Norman stared at me for several seconds, as if he was just processing my words, and then he nodded in agreement, "You're right."

As I left the private room, I suddenly remembered that I was still wearing the ring Norman had given me.

When he gave me that ring, he had said in a very domineering way, "Wear this, and you'll be my woman from now on."

At that moment, I felt like a little angel blessed by the goddess of luck.

I had worn this ring for seven years, never taking it off.

Now that I had broken up with Norman, there was no reason for it to stay with me.

The door to the dining room was open. As I approached, I heard voices inside discussing me.

"Yuna seems to be really angry this time!"

"Come on, when has she ever been different? After making a fuss, she'll just come running back to Norman."

"This woman can't survive without Norman."

"Norman, how long do you think she can last this time?"

Norman replied to this with a heavy dose of sarcasm, saying, "Three days at most. If it's more than that, I'll consider it a loss."

I gently placed the ring I had taken off at the entrance.

Three days, huh?

Norman, this time, I'm afraid I'll disappoint you.