When Arthur Sterling pushed off getting married yet again, I decided to move back to my village. Before leaving, we had a "breakup hookup." At the height of our passion, his voice was hoarse. "You don't need to use a breakup to force me. I told you, when the time is right, I will marry you." Later, I hopped on a little motorized rickshaw back to my village and completely vanished. But he went crazy looking for me. My phone was bombarded with text messages. 【Don't let me find you, or I'll kill you.】 【Send me your location. Let's talk this out calmly.】 【Baby, I'm sorry. I was wrong. Please don't leave me...】 1 My mom started pressuring me to get married again. I sat in front of Arthur Sterling's desk and asked him. "When exactly are you going to marry me?" He lifted his eyelids and glared at me. "It's working hours right now. Let's not discuss personal matters." "Redo this proposal. It's too cliché, no originality." I suspected he was subtly insulting me. Suppressing my emotions, I walked out of the office. My colleagues crowded around. "Did the Grim Reaper chew you out?" I kept my head down and said nothing, silently confirming it. I've been with Arthur for three years, and we've kept it an absolute secret. By day, he's the aloof, ruthless Grim Reaper. By night, he's an insatiable, devoted wolf dog. Besides me, no one has ever seen this contrast. He treats me very well. He gives me whatever I want, except for marriage. But my mom says that if a man loves you, he should marry you. Not drag things out like this. My mom also mentioned that a lot of high-quality young men are returning to the countryside to support agricultural development. So, I decided to move back to my village. The big city is too cold and ruthless. It's better to be comforted by the simple, earthy vibe of the countryside. That night, I went back to Arthur's massive villa. As soon as I walked in, he pinned me against the door. Kissing me urgently. I tilted my head back and responded. Between breaths, I said it again. "If we're not getting married, let's just break up." Arthur's eyes were hazy with lust. He crushed my words with his actions. At the height of our passion. His voice was intoxicating: "You don't need to use a breakup to force me. I told you, when the time is right, I will marry you." "And you don't need to constantly test me. My patience is limited." His body arched into mine. I took that as his tacit agreement to break up. I bought a ticket back to my village for a month later. Before going home, I needed to sell all the luxury goods and real estate Arthur had given me. Combined with my salary from the past few years, my secret stash was very impressive. I'd have enough to build a nice house in the village, raise some pigs, chickens, and cows. It was enough for me to live comfortably for the rest of my life. When I submitted my resignation letter. Arthur still thought I was throwing a tantrum. He called me into his office. His face was dark as he pulled down the blinds. "Chloe, it's one thing to act up usually, but now you dare threaten me with resignation?" "Are you going to throw away years of hard work for a man?" Who else but me knew that the "man" he was talking about was himself. I sat politely in front of him. "Mr. Sterling, it's working hours right now. Let's not mix in personal feelings." "I have other career plans. I hope you will approve my resignation, Mr. Sterling." A long silence followed. Arthur let out a soft scoff. "Chloe, I have to remind you. A woman needs her career. Worrying about personal gains and losses will only push your partner further away. With your current abilities, working at Sterling Corp is your absolute ceiling." He was right. With my educational background, I wouldn't even be able to get an interview at other major companies. If it weren't for Arthur, I wouldn't have a place at Sterling Corp. But for a woman like me, who isn't incredibly career-driven. What did that matter? I was planning to go back to the village anyway. The deception and scheming of the big city had exhausted me. I repeated myself. "I hope you will approve my resignation, Mr. Sterling." Arthur's aura turned dark and hostile, and he finally dropped one sentence. "You'd better not regret this." He probably didn't know. I never do things I'll regret. 2 With Arthur's authorization. The handover period was shortened from a month to a week. I had plenty of time to pack my things. While Arthur was at work. I called an appraiser and sold all my jewelry. After a mid-eight-figure sum hit my account. I felt my future looking brighter by the second. I asked my mom to start lining up blind dates for me in advance. I wanted my schedule packed as soon as I got home. So I wouldn't even have time to experience any so-called "withdrawal." After I quit, Arthur started coming home later and later. Once, I even found an opened box of ultra-thin condoms in his suit pocket. I didn't expose him; I just quietly put it away for him. He was more concerned about his personal health than I was. I wasn't worried about catching any diseases. But he seemed unhappy. The usually calm and collected Arthur would throw fits for no reason. Complaining that I was brushing him off. Complaining that I was too cold towards him. I could only coax him. I catered to his every whim, wanting to leave a good impression before I went back to the village. I stopped mentioning breaking up and stopped getting jealous over nothing. Until one time, he got drunk and pinned me to the bed. He asked me softly. "Chloe, do you not love me anymore?" My heart trembled. Love? I loved him quite a bit. But I only had a few years of my youth. I couldn't afford to waste them. He made it sound like I was the bad guy. I raised my hand and stroked his brow. "Then why won't you marry me?" Arthur's voice was hoarse. "I never said I wouldn't marry you, it's just right now..." I kissed him, cutting him off. I didn't want to hear the word "just." Once that word comes out. The result no longer matters. Reluctant probing only turns you into a joke. In the villa, I had a lot of stuff. So much that my traces were in every corner. But in the end, I only packed a small suitcase. I figured, once I was gone. Arthur would definitely have the housekeeper thoroughly throw away all my things. Whether it was people or things, he was always cold-blooded and ruthless. A week before heading back to the village. I attended my best friend's wedding. Seeing her in her wedding dress, I was so moved I cried like a baby. When she handed her bouquet directly to me. The first person that popped into my head was Arthur. But he didn't want to marry me. Probably because I was from a rural background and we weren't a good match socially. I heard people like them all had to enter arranged marriages. The wedding banquet ended. Arthur, in a rare move, came to pick me up. Opening the car door, he immediately spotted the bouquet in my hand. I quickly explained. "I don't mean anything by this, don't misunderstand." "It's just a simple blessing; my best friend shoved it into my hands." The light in Arthur's eyes dimmed. The drive was silent. I accidentally spotted a lipstick on the floorboard. It wasn't mine. I picked it up and put it in the center console. Screech— Arthur slammed on the brakes, his voice a low growl. "Chloe! Is that yours? You're not even asking anymore?" I was a bit stunned by his yelling. I was being so understanding. What was he throwing a tantrum about? My tone held a hint of displeasure, but I went along with his words and asked. "Then whose is it?" Arthur gripped the steering wheel tightly, his knuckles white. "My mom's." "Oh, your mom's." "You..." The engine restarted. Arthur's face was incredibly dark. As soon as we got home, he locked himself in his study. I was confused. I sent a message to my mom. 【Mom, the blind date has to have a good temper.】 After sending it, I added another sentence. 【And he needs to have abs.】 He didn't come back to the bedroom that night. I tossed and turned, unable to sleep. Feeling an empty void in my heart. 3 I met Arthur right after I graduated. At the time, I was going to Sterling Corp for an interview, and he pressed the elevator button for me. My strong Southern accent left a deep impression on him. Because of that, Sterling Corp made an exception and hired me. Everyone said Arthur was a living Grim Reaper who shouldn't be messed with. But I was bolder than the sky and completely mesmerized by his looks. After a business dinner, I voluntarily got into his car. And confessed my feelings to him. Arthur was stunned for a good while. Then he told me. "Office romances are strictly forbidden. You'll be fired." I didn't care. "Just don't let anyone know. You're the boss, no one dares fire you." And so, we got together. One bold move traded for a few years of living like a wealthy socialite. Thanks to Arthur. My work abilities skyrocketed over the past few years. And I gained a lot of worldly experience. He was a major benefactor in my life. But not "the one." Seeing my peers in the village already having kids. My mom started pressuring me too. I tentatively asked Arthur about it. He always said the time wasn't right. I didn't know when his "right time" would ever come. But people around me were settling down one by one. And I started having thoughts of marriage too. After being rejected time and time again when I wanted an official title. He got annoyed, and I got tired. While aimlessly scrolling through short videos. I saw videos of idyllic, pastoral life and suddenly yearned for it. The seed of returning to the village was planted right then. 4 The day before I was scheduled to leave. I personally cooked a table full of food. Hoping to give him a proper goodbye. I texted Arthur in advance, asking him to come home early. My message went unanswered. My calls went to voicemail. I waited until 9 PM. He still hadn't come home. I took a cab to his company. My colleagues said Arthur had left in the afternoon. I felt displeased. Seriously, after I quit. I didn't even know his whereabouts anymore. I waited all night. The food on the table went cold. I felt miserable. I didn't expect that his "stay safe" yesterday morning would be his last words to me. A wave of sourness washed over my heart. I grabbed my small suitcase. Took one last look at the villa. And got into the car heading to the airport. Before boarding. I was still hoping Arthur would reply to my message. But he didn't. I scrolled through short videos to distract myself. And stumbled upon a video posted locally. No one's face was shown in the video. But I recognized those hands perfectly. I bought the plain platinum ring on his ring finger. The creator of the video was a woman. So Arthur didn't come home because he was eating French food with another woman. Thinking about how I spent the whole afternoon cooking sweet and sour pork, braised eggplant, and stew for him yesterday... My heart ached. Clutching my chest, tears fell silently. Before boarding. I messaged my mom. 【Mom, I'll be home tomorrow. Can you set up a blind date for tomorrow night?】 After sending it, I turned off my phone, swapped in a new SIM card. And blocked all of Arthur's contact information while I was at it. The plane took off and landed. After getting off the plane, I had to take a coach bus to the county town. Then transfer from the county town to a motorized rickshaw to get to my village. I was drowsy the whole trip. My mind was full of Arthur. Deeply affectionate, coldly distant, intoxicatingly passionate. I couldn't shake him off no matter how hard I tried. Arriving at the village entrance. Smelling the earthy scent hitting my face, mixed with a bit of chicken manure. It was a familiar smell. My heart slowly settled down. Every time I come home, it feels like my soul is being cleansed. The villagers are simple. There's no scheming or backstabbing. And families don't have so many rigid rules. My mom was right. A large group of high-quality young men had indeed flooded into the village to support agriculture. Youthful, energetic, sunny, and thoughtful. With plenty of time on my hands. I drafted blueprints, planning to build a two-story house. I bought a dog, chickens, cows, and sheep. My days were fulfilling. But when night fell. I would think of Arthur. Thinking of him made my heart ache. Like something was physically squeezing it. I also met a few blind dates. Wasn't satisfied with any of them. Once you've had top-tier, ordinary just doesn't cut it anymore. The only one who was somewhat decent turned out to like men. And so, three months passed. Under my day-and-night supervision, the two-story house was built. It was also at this time. An unknown number called. I swiped to answer. And spoke politely. "Hello." As soon as I spoke, a roar nearly shattered my eardrum. "Chloe! It really is you!" Scared, I hung up immediately. He called again. I hung up again. And blocked the number. The other side used a different number and called again. I just turned off my phone entirely. I hadn't heard Arthur's voice in so long. My heart was pounding out of my chest. Damn it. Why did he have to mess with me right when I was living my best life? I thought about it over and over. I didn't seem to owe him anything. I had informed him when we broke up. I wanted a farewell dinner, but he was the one who didn't come home. I had nothing to feel guilty about. I turned my phone back on. A flood of text messages popped up. 【Chloe, don't let me find you, or I'll kill you.】 【You fucking leave without a word. Couldn't you just talk to me?】 【Turning off your phone, huh! I'll dig three feet underground to drag you out!】 【......】 There were too many messages. It was hard for me to imagine what state the usually cold and aloof Arthur was in to type such manic messages. When I was with him. Besides seeing him lose his temper at work, he was actually very good to me in private. I involuntarily shivered. Winter wasn't even here yet, but I felt a chill in the air.
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