- An hour later, after Enya’s examination, Ethan remembered me and sent a message: “You’re
- still unwell. Stay in the hospital after completing the paperwork. I’ll have my assistant take care
- of the bills. Jean, don’t cause any more trouble. She’s just a young girl; just appease her. There’s
- no need to target her.”
- By then, I was already on the train to the next city. Looking at the message, I was filled with
- exhaustion and disgust and immediately deleted all his contact information. From this day
- forward, Ethan and I are separated forever, with no connection whatsoever. I only wish never to
- see him again in my lifetime.
- The scandalous videos online were taken down after only eight hours. I know Ryan was
- helping me behind the scenes. He’s always been like that, silently watching over me. Ryan and I have been childhood sweethearts. Our families are close, and our parents arranged our
- marriage long ago. But in my youth, I was rebellious and resented the arrangement. Later, I met
- Ethan and fell in love with him at first sight. For him, I didn’t hesitate to break with my family,
- plunging headlong into this disastrous marriage.
- In the beginning, Ethan showered me with affection. On rainy days, he’d get drenched to the
- bone just to bring me an umbrella. When I had a high fever, he’d sit by my bedside, caring for
- me through sleepless nights. If I casually mentioned wanting to see a meteor shower, he’d go to
- great lengths to make it happen. We lived out the kind of romance you see in dramas. But then,
- everything changed.
- Throughout my five–year marriage to Ethan, Ryan sent me birthday wishes every year, even
- though I never responded. I also learned from the news that he never had another woman in
- his life. Meanwhile, Ethan had been unfaithful countless times. These repeated betrayals led
- me to completely despair of my marriage. I began to reflect on my choices and finally realized
- how precious Ryan’s deep affection was. Shaken, I proactively messaged Ryan, admitting my
- mistakes. Thankfully, he still loved me and was willing to give me a chance to start anew.
- My phone kept vibrating. It was a message from Ryan: “How are you feeling? If you’re not
- well, we can postpone the wedding. I’ll explain the invitations to your aunt and uncle, so don’t
- worry. Jean, I hope our relationship remains pure. If you have even the slightest hesitation, we
- can cancel the wedding. I’ve waited for you for so long; a few more months won’t matter. I want
- to protect you, forever.” Reading these messages, my eyes welled up. Ryan’s cautious demeanor
- reminded me of how I used to compromise myself in this now–shattered marriage.
- I replied to him: “Ryan, I apologize for the past few years. Marriage was a carefully considered
- decision, one I won’t regret, and I wasn’t forced into. Thank you for waiting for me.” This comes from the bottom of my heart. During these five years away from home, Ryan has been incredibly
- supportive of our family’s company. I’ve noticed and appreciated everything. I’m not heartless; I felt his passionate love, but I realized it too late, and we’ve lost too much time.
- I sent my parents a message, apologizing for my actions. The family group chat, silent for five years, immediately came alive. Mom messaged me right away: “Did that scumbag from the Mook Family hurt you? Don’t worry, Jean, come home. Mom will take care of you. I’m glad
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- Ethan and fell in love with him at first sight. For him, I didn’t hesitate to break with my family, plunging headlong into this disastrous marriage.
- In the beginning, Ethan showered me with affection. On rainy days, he’d get drenched to the
- bone just to bring me an umbrella. When I had a high fever, he’d sit by my bedside, caring for
- me through sleepless nights. If I casually mentioned wanting to see a meteor shower, he’d go to
- great lengths to make it happen. We lived out the kind of romance you see in dramas. But then,
- everything changed.
- Throughout my five–year marriage to Ethan, Ryan sent me birthday wishes every year, even though I never responded. I also learned from the news that he never had another woman in his life. Meanwhile, Ethan had been unfaithful countless times. These repeated betrayals led me to completely despair of my marriage. I began to reflect on my choices and finally realized how precious Ryan’s deep affection was. Shaken, I proactively messaged Ryan, admitting my mistakes. Thankfully, he still loved me and was willing to give me a chance to start anew.
- My phone kept vibrating. It was a message from Ryan: “How are you feeling? If you’re not well, we can postpone the wedding. I’ll explain the invitations to your aunt and uncle, so don’t worry. Jean, I hope our relationship remains pure. If you have even the slightest hesitation, we can cancel the wedding. I’ve waited for you for so long; a few more months won’t matter. I want to protect you, forever.” Reading these messages, my eyes welled up. Ryan’s cautious demeanor reminded me of how I used to compromise myself in this now–shattered marriage.
- replied to him: “Ryan, I apologize for the past few years. Marriage was a carefully considered decision, one I won’t regret, and I wasn’t forced into. Thank you for waiting for me.” This comes from the bottom of my heart. During these five years away from home, Ryan has been incredibly supportive of our family’s company. I’ve noticed and appreciated everything. I’m not heartless; I felt his passionate love, but I realized it too late, and we’ve lost too much time.
- I sent my parents a message, apologizing for my actions. The family group chat, silent for five years, immediately came alive. Mom messaged me right away: “Did that scumbag from the Mook Family hurt you? Don’t worry, Jean, come home. Mom will take care of you. I’m glad you see things clearly. It’s not too late; it always takes time to truly know someone. I’ll handle communication with the Lincoln Family. Just relax and prepare for your wedding. My Reed Family’s daughter isn’t someone to be bullied!” Dad also sent a few fist–waving emojis in the group–childish but cute.
- Looking at these messages, I couldn’t help but smile, but the movement aggravated my wounds, and the pain made cold sweat break out on my forehead. I sent my train information in the group chat, and Dad quickly arranged for a driver to pick me up at the station.
No Return for Love Chapter 4
No Return for Love Chapter 4
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No Return for Love English Novel
Status: Ongoing Native Language: English
