My Heart Aches Because of My Love for You

　　My dad was diagnosed with a terminal illness, and his only wish before he passed away was to see me marry Anthony Nelson.

　　I knelt down, pleading with Anthony repeatedly, and he finally agreed to marry me.

　　On the day of the wedding, my dad, dressed in a suit, was filled with joy as he prepared to hand me over to Anthony.

　　But he suddenly disappeared.

　　Our wedding turned into a joke, and I became the target of others' ridicule.

　　That night, my dad was so furious that he coughed up blood, leaving me with anger and regret.

　　The next morning, Anthony's first love Sophia Davis announced on social media.

　　[A forced love isn't sweet. The devoted admirer chased him for five years, but in the end, he returned to me!]

　　Someone in the comments laughed and said I was that devoted admirer.

　　I didn't cry or make a scene; I simply blocked them all.

　　Later, Anthony couldn't find me anywhere, and he panicked!

　　I didn't have time to apologize to the guests as I sat in an ambulance wearing my wedding dress.

　　I watched helplessly as my dad's heartbeat gradually faded, turning into a straight line.

　　I felt a dull pain in my chest but couldn't cry at all!

　　In fact, I was not surprised that Anthony had run away from the marriage for Sophia.

　　I had been with him for five years, and every time Sophia had some trivial matter, he could be summoned away from me in an instant!

　　At the beginning, Anthony had told me he was serious about getting married.

　　But once Sophia came back into his life, he turned into a "no-marriage" guy.

　　I didn't hate him for not loving me; I hated that he shouldn't have agreed to marry me in the first place and then broke that promise!

　　It was his fleeing from the wedding that caused my dad to cough up blood and die, and I would never forgive him for that!

　　After taking care of my dad's funeral arrangements, I went home to sort through his belongings.

　　My mom had passed away when I was very young, and from what I can remember, my dad raised me all by himself.

　　He once said, "Girl, if I die one day, just dig a hole and bury me. No need to spend money on a gravesite; it's too expensive."

　　Even in death, he was thinking of me, worried that I would have to spend money and suffer.

　　Tears streamed down my face, and as I wiped them away and looked up, I saw Anthony coming out of a hotel with Sophia, his arm wrapped around her waist.

　　He was stunned when he saw me.

　　His gaze swept across my tear-streaked face, and then his brow furrowed in displeasure.

　　"Grace Walker, what are you pretending to be so weak for?"

　　His tone made it sound like I had done something to upset him.

　　But I hadn't done anything at all.

　　Sophia smiled sweetly, inching closer to Anthony as if claiming her relationship with him, her whole body pressing against him.

　　"Grace, I'm so sorry! My little cat was sick that day, and Anthony knows how important it is to me, so he rushed to take me to the pet hospital."

　　She paused, casting a flirtatious glance at Anthony, then provocatively added.

　　"I didn't know that day was your wedding."

　　I looked at the adulterous couple coldly.

　　Sensing my unfriendly gaze, Anthony instinctively shielded Sophia behind him, as if worried I might hurt her in the next moment.

　　The pain in my chest intensified.

　　The doctor had said that if nothing unexpected happened, my dad could have lived for a few more months.

　　But it was Anthony's runaway act that caused my dad to cough up blood and die on the spot.

　　So he fled the wedding just because of a little cat that Sophia had?

　　After five years of dating Anthony, all of this made me feel like a joke.

　　I was really tired.

　　"Anthony, let's break up."