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.

I returned to our place and packed up everything that belonged to me.

The most important item was that wedding dress.

I had poured my heart and soul into it.

From choosing the bridal shop to deciding on the style and color, I was involved in every detail.

After waiting painfully for six months, I finally got it.

I still hadn't worn it even once because I had planned to wear it for the first time in front of Norman.

Unfortunately, that opportunity was gone.

The custom-made wedding dress couldn't be returned, so I grabbed a pair of scissors and cut it into pieces.

As I cut the wedding dress, I thought I would cry, but surprisingly, I stayed completely calm.

Maybe the buildup of disappointments had finally led me to this moment of acceptance.

Before I left, I wanted to write him a note as a final goodbye.

But when I picked up the pen, I realized I didn't know what to say.

In the end, I left calmly and went to my childhood friend Lina's place.

"Only you would treat a guy like Norman as a treasure."

Lina has always been straightforward in her speech.

"In my eyes, he's not even worth as much as crap."

Several of my close friends chimed in, agreeing with Lina.

"Yuna is just infatuated; sometimes women are like that. When they get captivated by a certain guy, their whole world gets filled up, leaving no room for anyone else."

I silently added in my mind that once you see someone for who they truly are, you can also walk away without hesitation.

At least that's how I feel.

As we were chatting, the gazes of my friends suddenly became fixated.

I was puzzled about what had caught their attention when a figure approached us.

I lifted my head slightly and locked eyes with the person.

It was Kane Lewis.

I felt a bit dazed; wasn't he supposed to be settled in the UK? How did he come back?

I hadn't seen him in about ten years, and I wasn't sure I would even recognize him now.

He was wearing a sharp business suit, with a model-like physique and long, straight legs.

Wow, the moment I saw him, I realized how blind I had been all these years, mistaking Norman for a handsome guy.

Kane is three years younger than me; when he left, he was only in the second year of junior high.

When I went to see him off, he looked at me with determination and said, "One day, I will come back to find you."

Unconsciously, I recalled our youthful past and felt a slight blush creeping onto my cheeks.

Kane stopped in front of me and tilted his head, looking at me.

"Yuna, may I sit next to you?"