When I was about to graduate from college, my girlfriend, Silvia Sanford, suddenly proposed to break up.

She gave me a villa, a Bentley and 1,8 million, saying thank you for my four years of companionship.

I was confused and wondered why we were breaking up.

She said coldly, “Jordan, for people from a family like mine, love and marriage should be separated. Now I want to go back to arrange a marriage. Do you understand?”

My girlfriend was engaged, but her fiancé was not me.

When I rushed to the engagement scene, I saw Silvia on the stage.

She wore a haute couture gown and luxurious jewelry and was beautiful yet dignified.

The man standing opposite her looked only about 1.6 meters tall and was very fat. His face was covered with oily pimples that looked like they would burst at any time.

My girlfriend, was she going to marry a man like that?

***

Thinking back to last night, it felt like a lifetime ago.

Yesterday, when I returned to the villa from my internship company, Silvia pushed me onto the bed.

She leaned over and kissed me and said to me in a hoarse voice, “Honey, do not treat me like a human being tonight.”

Then, it was as if I was swallowed up by her.

But when I woke up, she was gone.

The mobile phone number has become an invalid number and social media such as WhatsApp and Instagram had also been blocked.

It was as if she suddenly disappeared from my world, catching me off guard.

Then her lawyer showed up.

It was noon when the lawyer arrived.

He said Silvia had specifically told him to come back at noon, otherwise he would disturb my rest.

Then, he handed me a document.

I looked at the document and was confused.

This was a gift document, which stated that Silvia voluntarily gave me the villa, Bentley and 18 million in savings as a thank you gift for our four years of love during college.

So, she dumped me for no apparent reason and treated me like a gigolo and threw money at me?

But I did not lack money at all.

I told Silvia this when we were still together.

But she said to me very confidently, “No matter how rich you are, you are not as rich as me.”

I did not bother to care about it, who told me to love her. But why did we break up for no reason?

Last night she was so proactive and passionate and she kept saying she loved me almost the entire night.

Why were we breaking up then?

I calmed myself down and quickly found out through my own channels.

Then, I arrived at the engagement ceremony.

I could see that Silvia was not happy. Was she forced to get engaged to this man?

At this time, someone shouted, “Give me a kiss!”

Then, I saw the man trying to pull Silvia's hand.

Silvia instinctively stepped back and avoided it.

The man was unhappy, his thick lips twitched and he said with saliva, “Have you forgotten what you promised me so quickly?”

Silvia's face turned pale, but she took a step forward. She must have been threatened!

I immediately squeezed out of the crowd and shouted to Silvia, “Honey, if you have any difficulties, tell me, do not embarrass yourself!”

Everyone's eyes fell on me.

When Silvia saw me, there was a hint of joy in her cold eyes, but then they were instantly covered with frost.

The man glared at me and said, “Who is this kid? Why are you coming to our engagement?”

I was about to reveal my identity when Silvia interrupted me.

Silvia frowned and said, “He is just a licking dog. Just ask him to be driven out. Do not pay any attention to him.”

Dog licker?

I could feel that all the eyes looking at me were filled with contempt.

Yeah, how could a bootlicker not be looked down upon?

But I was not.

Silvia and I met at a club activity.

I had just played basketball at that time and was so hungry that I stole my roommate's snacks.

Then my roommate said a few insults to me and asked me to call him godfather.

I did not care about the nonsense between my roommates and I really called him my godfather.

At that time, Silvia stood up for me. She said that they should not bully others just because they were poor and she also said that I should not steal other people's food.

Anyway, she had the personality of a big sister and liked to uphold justice.

Later, I pretended to be poor and pitiful, pestering her every day. Soon we were together and the whole school knew that she was ‘keeping’ me.

Others always said that she had a gigolo. I was afraid that she would lose face, so I told her that my family was actually very rich, but she did not care much.

Anyway, we had been together for four years. There had not been any ups and downs in our love story, but our love was as sweet as honey.

In fact, we almost never quarreled.

So, when she suddenly dumped me, I could not accept it and wanted to know why she did that.

Silvia stood on the stage and walked up to it step by step.

But before I could say anything, the man suddenly appeared in front of me.

He was too short, so he needed to look up to see me and I also had to lower my head to see him.

“You're still coming up here?”

He jumped up and wanted to slap me.

I stepped back, frowned, looked at Silvia and asked, “You broke up with me just to marry this thing?”

Silvia quickly stepped forward, raised her hand and slapped me. “What nonsense are you talking about?”

I ducked when the man hit me. But when Silvia hit me, I did not hide.

Because she was wearing high heels, I was afraid she would fall.

She was about to get married, but I was still thinking about her. Was I too cheap?

I touched my beaten face and my eyes were filled with sorrow.

“Are you Silvia's boyfriend in college?” The man came over, smiled contemptuously and said, “You are a gigolo and you dare to act like a prostitute in front of me? 

“Do you know who I am? I am Jacques Buckley and our Buckley Family is the richest family in Stanford!”

I did not go to see Jacques, but continued to say to Silvia, “It's unfair to me if you leave without saying a word.”

“What? I've given you the villa, the car, the savings, what else do you want? Stop it Jordan, we are done!” Silvia frowned and said, “You know, in a family like mine, love and marriage are separate thing. 

“Thank you for your company for four years, but my husband can only be Jacques. Do you understand?”

I looked at her and asked, “Fine, then answer me, do you love me?”

As for marriages between wealthy families, I was clear about it.

Because my parents were in an arranged marriage, but they were lucky enough to grow up together as childhood sweethearts and fall in love naturally.

As for me, in fact, we did not need allies. After all, my family’s status in the capital no longer needed to be consolidated by an alliance.

“Are you kidding me now? Stop it, Jordan. I knew from a very young age that I would get married to someone arranged for me when I grew up, so I do not believe in love at all.

“I'm dating you simply because I think you're pretty and poor enough to be easily controlled.” Silvia laughed sarcastically and said, “Okay, now you know the answer you want, let's go.”

It turned out that what I thought was a sweet love was just what I thought. But in Silvia's eyes, I was just a pretty and obedient pretty boy?

That was ridiculous.

I nodded. If that was the case, then let's did it this way.

Although my heart ached, I could still let it go.

I came here to keep her, but if she asked me to go, then I would let it go.

I looked at Silvia and said with a wry smile, “Well, I wish you happiness.”

Having said that, I planned to turn around and leave the stage.

Silvia clenched her hands and looked away, not looking at me.

But Jacques blocked my way, sneering, “Since you’re here, stay and watch the ceremony. Otherwise, you’ll be disrespecting me, Jacques, my Buckley Family and the entire Stanford if you stay arrogant like that.”

“So arrogant?” I laughed.

I had heard similar things before.

After all, California was a big city and not everyone knew me, so it was inevitable that some people would try to show off to me.

But after I dealt with a few blind people, no one dared to talk to me like that anymore.

Jacques did not hear the contempt for him in my words, but instead clapped his hands.

Then, many people in black suits came out and surrounded the stage.

“Boy, if I'm not happy today, you cannot leave this room,” Jacques said.

Silvia hurried over, glared at me and said, “Get lost, I do not want to see you again!”

“Did I ask you to speak?” Jacques said coldly, “Do you really think I'm stupid? I can see that you are protecting this kid.”

Protect me?

I looked at Silvia deeply and found that her eyes were full of worry.

Maybe what she just said was a lie?

Silvia shook her head and said, “I just do not want to have anything to do with the person from the past anymore. 

“Besides, today is our engagement day, so what does my ex-boyfriend have to do with me? If you tell others about it later, will you have the face to do it?”

Her tone softened, “Jacques, I am thinking about you.”

Jacques's expression improved a little, but he still said, “I am not afraid of losing face, because in this small piece of land in Stanford, I am the king.”

He pointed at me and said, “Go to the audience and watch the ceremony!”

I nodded, glanced at Silvia with a half-smile and then walked off the stage.

But as soon as I stepped down from the stage, I was immediately surrounded by four men in black suits.

Then they took me to a corner seat.

This was because they were afraid that I would run away.

From the stage, Jacques smirked and said, “Boy, just sit tight and watch the ceremony. If I say you’re not leaving, then you’re not leaving.”

“Fine. If you do not let me go now, I won't leave until you want me to,” I said and smiled faintly.

“Shut up!” Silvia scolded.

I smiled and said nothing. They wanted to continue playing, so do not blame me.

Jacques added, “I heard you are from California? That's great. Some big shots from California will be coming later. 

“They are all young men in California circles. I will introduce them to you. It will also help you see the world.”

I could not help but laugh again and said, “Then I'd like to thank you in advance.”

At this time, a group of people came over. They were all young people and they looked very arrogant.

As expected, they must be Jacques’s bad friends.

“Boy, don't you think it's good to be alive? Do you really think Silvia can protect you?”

“To tell you the truth, even if you did not come today, Jacques still would not let you go. How could he allow the man who slept with his fiancée for four years to live?”