I answered, "I didn't hear you."

She explained, "My secretary called. It's so annoying to have to discuss work this late."

I chuckled inwardly. Ever since Quinn became the president, I lost count of how many times she had lied to me. I had not exposed her because I did not want our relationship to be tense. I threw the engagement ring into the trash. Even though I was heartbroken, I had to continue smiling when I saw her. I did not want her to sense something was amiss.

All because I loved her—five years ago, and even now.

I had no idea if our relationship could continue like this. It should have been a wonderful night, but I was upset. Watching Quinn sound asleep, I was incredibly conflicted.

I lit a cigarette as I endured the long painful night without even feeling an ounce of sleepiness. Today was our fifth anniversary. I regretted not proposing yesterday because I was not in the mood. My impulsiveness got in the way of my happily ever after just because I heard some upsetting things.

However, I adjusted my mindset today. I waited at home once I finished work. As soon as Quinn returned home, I would propose to her. I was so determined that I would not waver no matter what happened this time.

I checked the time. It was already 9pm, but Quinn had not returned yet. Just as I was about to call her, my phone rang. It was Quinn, and she asked me to go to the hotel. I was deeply moved to hear this. She had promised to marry me on our fifth anniversary, so this had to be the reason she had called me.

She seemed to still have feelings for me. My five years of persistence had not been in vain. I picked up the ring from the trash can again, as hope sparked within me once more. Although Quinn was now a company president, she had not forgotten about me.

I hurried over to the hotel and saw Quinn standing at the hotel room door. When she saw me, she seemed flirtatious. "Kyle, go to the pharmacy next door and get some contraceptives. I need them. Hurry, it's urgent."

I answered, "Quinn, do we really need that..."

Quinn interjected, "Cut the crap and go get them."

Quinn's words were like royal orders, and she had been ordering me around for the past five years. I had gotten used to following them. The reason I did all this was because I cared about her, I liked her, and I indulged her.

I rushed back and was about to push the door open when it suddenly opened.

A man stood at the door. "You were quick. Just hand them over."

He took the contraceptives from my hands, and I froze in place because I saw Quinn behind him. I thought the contraceptives were for me, but they turned out to be for another man.

"Kyle, I'm sorry. Today is Mason's birthday. It's his first birthday since returning to the country. I have to accompany him."

The man named Mason Clifford smiled at me, and I knew he was mocking me.

"Is this your boyfriend? Don't you think doing this will hurt his feelings?" Mason deliberately tried to provoke me.

"No, this is how it's been for the past five years," Quinn answered as she looked at him with admiration.

She had never looked at me that way. She was condescending every time she spoke to me.

"Your boyfriend is so well-behaved. I envy you." His tone was full of sarcasm.

Quinn smiled. "I know, right? I chose him because he was well-behaved. Other than that, he's good for nothing. It's been five years. I'm already a president, yet he's still an ordinary person. However, I'm used to it. All that matters is that he doesn't cause trouble and obediently serves me."

I was particularly upset to hear that. She always thought she would become president because she was lucky. However, what she did not know was that I used my family's connections to support her, even now. My butler had advised me to give up, saying that her company would soon be eliminated. However, I did not take his advice because I still loved Quinn and was determined to support her.

Then, she said, "Kyle, be good and go home. It's our fifth anniversary today. Make some delicious food. I have a surprise for you tonight."

When she was about to close the door, I stopped her. "Quinn, that's not necessary. It's over between us."