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He Regretted When He Learned the Truth: His Wife Fled with Their Child
Our breakup was ugly.
The year he loved me most, I took $500,000 from his mother, aborted our child, and betrayed him.
He knelt outside the operating room, crying and begging me not to be so cruel.
He said he would hate me for the rest of his life.
Six years later, when we met again, he had found a beautiful girlfriend from a similar background and was about to get married.
I came to him in a desperate state, wanting to borrow some money.
He forced me to attend his wedding, wanting me to witness him marrying another
woman.
He asked me if I regretted it.
What he didn’t know was that I had raised our child alone.
That child was sick and dying.
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years after our breakup, I encountered Ryan again at the lowest point of my life.
It was at a class reunion, and no one expected Ryan to show up.
Someone joked, “Mr. CEO never keeps in touch with us. Did you suddenly decide to come to the reunion this year because you heard Lily was coming? Are you still thinking about her?”
was sitting in the corner when my back suddenly stiffened. I looked up to see Rya
a cigarette in his mouth, coldly staring at me.
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a cigarette in his mouth, coldly staring at me.
Everyone knew how much Ryan used to love me.
He was the son of a wealthy family, but he fell in love with me at first sight.
That year, he cut ties with his family for me, giving up power and money, desperately wanting to be with me.
We lived in a tiny rented apartment, sharing the same bowl of instant noodles and porridge. Life was hard, but we were happy.
Every passionate night, we held hands tightly, vowing to be together forever.
Until later, when I got pregnant.
His mother offered me $500,000 to abort our child and leave him.
That day, Ryan knelt outside the operating room, banging furiously on the door.
Over and over again, he cried and begged me “Baby, baby! I’ll work hard, earn money, support our family. I’ll definitely earn many, many times $500,000, all for you to spend, okay?”
“I’m begging you, don’t leave me, and don’t give up on our child…”
I lay on the operating table, biting my lip hard to keep from crying out.
Separated by a small door, I heard Ryan say he would hate me for the rest of his life.
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