They looked at me one by one.

　　The pain in my stomach made me sweat profusely.

　　Joe Lawrence looked indifferent.

　　Seeing so, others were all indifferent.

　　"I am here to check on you."

　　It seemed that my condition had improved a little after meeting Joe.

　　The pain was gone, and I looked up happily.

　　"You've turned a blind eye to me for the past ten years. Now that I've made a name for myself, you're here, pretending to fall. Alana Ward, what a good plan!"

　　Joe sat down and smiled, looking as indifferent as ever.

　　I was stunned.

　　I couldn't help feeling a little stunned.

　　Ten years ago, I took the initiative to break up with him.

　　"I heard that Alana Ward broke up with Joe Lawrence because her father looked down on him."

　　"She didn't expect that her family was in decline. Joe Lawrence had made a name for himself."

　　"Man proposes, but heaven disposes!"

　　It was Joe's first time performing on the stage after he returned from abroad.

　　All of Joe's friends came to congratulate him.

　　They knew a little about me.

　　Rumor had it that I detested the poor and loved the rich, so I decisively abandoned Joe.

　　Now that I, who was in dire straits, wanted to get a share of the profits after seeing how famous Joe was.

　　"Alana, hurry up and leave. There's no place for you in Joe's heart!"

　　Joe's good friend stepped forward to persuade me and pushed me hard.

　　I lost my balance and fell on the chair.

　　I looked at Joe in a daze.

　　He didn't stop them. Compared with ten years ago, he was indifferent.

　　"I am here to check on you."

　　I pouted and subconsciously pinched the corner of my clothes tightly.

　　My palms were covered with sweat.

　　"Who is she?"

　　In the front row, a glamorous woman stood up. Her expensive necklace was shining brightly under the light.

　　"Kate, she is just... an ordinary friend of Joe!"

　　The ones who tried to persuade me said that I was an ordinary friend of Joe.

　　"Alana, aren't you leaving yet? Joe is no longer the poor boy he used to be. Not only does he have success in his career, but he also has a fiancee!"

　　They all sounded disdainful.

　　Hearing this, I was stunned. Then I looked at the woman.

　　She was indeed beautiful and noble.

　　Compared to me now, she was someone I couldn't reach.

　　"Are you Alana Ward? I heard Joe mentioned you before. Thank you for hurting him so badly and sending him to my side!"

　　"However, this matter ends here. I hope that you will never appear again!"

　　Joe's fiancee waved her hand and called the security guards over, saying, "Send Miss Ward out!"

　　"Stop right there!"

　　I turned around in a daze, but Joe stopped me.

　　I was anxious. Joe asked, "Do you have anything else to say?"

　　"Congratulations!"

　　I turned my head away. I didn't dare to let Joe see the scar on my face, fearing that he would think I was ugly.

　　"Alana, I'm here!"

　　At the entrance of the concert, my best friend, Hollie Cox, was waiting for me in her second-hand Audi.

　　She was afraid that I would feel weak, so she especially took her days off and picked me up here.

　　"You saw Joe, right?"

　　I nodded awkwardly and smiled bitterly.

　　"He ignored you, right? Why is he so stingy? You haven't seen each other for ten years. As friends, you should talk. Think about it. You did a lot back then."

　　Hollie angrily defended me.

　　I touched the faint scar on the side of my face, saying, "I didn't pay much, did I?"

　　"Oh my god! What are you talking about? He can't get what he got today without you."

　　"No, when I see Joe later, I must make it clear to him!"

　　I quickly let her lower her voice.

　　At the entrance of the venue, Joe walked over slowly with his fiancee.

　　The wind blew by. Tears well up in my eyes. I was so sad.

　　I turned my face away.

　　"Alana, come here!"

　　Joe paused and stopped somewhere ten steps away. He invited his fiancee to get in the car as elegantly as he could.

　　"I'm not leaving!" Joe's fiancee was full of anger.

　　"Don't worry. I won't have anything to do with her anymore. In my heart, any of your words matter the most!"

　　Hearing Joe's promise, his fiancee smiled happily.

　　I told Hollie not to say anything as I ran over with great joy.

　　"Joe, are you calling for me?"

　　I didn't care that he had a new girlfriend, nor did I care that he hated me.

　　I was going to die anyway.

　　At the end of my life, I wanted to say a few words to Joe and say goodbye to him.

　　"You are in dire straits!"

　　Joe sized me up briefly, looking as indifferent as ever. He then said, "No wonder you came to me. Are you short of money?"

　　"Well, if you hadn't been so greedy for wealth, you wouldn't have become what you are today!"

　　"Alana, how much do you want from me?"

　　A series of questions from him overwhelmed me.

　　My thoughts drifted back to ten years ago when Joe finally got a chance to go abroad for further study.

　　At the airport...

　　...

　　"Alana, where are you? I'm about to board the plane. Why didn't you send me off?"

　　"Joe, let's break up."

　　"My dad doesn't want our relationship to continue..."

　　"You should have a better future, but I shouldn't be a part of it. You know. I have my future!"

　　I was a little incoherent, which Joe might not have been able to tell.

　　At this moment, I was holding my father's ashes in my arms. When I spoke, it would affect the wound on my face.

　　The pain was a little heart-wrenching.

　　"Alana, how can you say so at this time? Joe said he wouldn't board the flight without seeing you."

　　Joe's friend tried his best to persuade me.

　　"Since she has made it so clear, what else is there to say?"

　　"Alana, are you so cruel? If you are not a part of my future, there is no sense in me going abroad!"

　　"Go ahead. I don't want you to see me again. I wish you all the best!"

　　I couldn't bear to hang up the phone. The sound of something smashing on the ground came from the other end.

　　I knew that from that moment on, he hated me.

　　I didn't dare to look up at Joe into his eyes. The doctor said that I wouldn't make it past three months.

　　In the end, a miracle would never happen in the end. There was no need to break the current balance.

　　It was not a big deal to make him hate me.

　　However...

　　In the end, I couldn't let go of something.

　　I wanted to stay with him for a few more seconds.

　　"What happened to the scar on your face?"

　　Finally, Joe noticed the change in me.

　　"No wonder you were in such a sorry state. You are disfigured. Otherwise, with your appearance from before, you wouldn't have been in such a state!"

　　Joe patted the back of his fiancee's hand. The two of them looked at each other and smiled.

　　"Perhaps they will be happier by making fun of me like this."

　　"I'm sorry to disturb you!"

　　I wanted to leave.

　　When I turned around, Joe suddenly grabbed my arm.

　　The memories surfaced in my mind.

　　"Alana, I'll take you to have dessert."

　　"Alana, let's go watch a movie!"

　　"Alana, are you feeling better today?"

　　Joe was as gentle as water.

　　The intense pain in my wrist pulled me back to reality.

　　He should be angry. Raising his eyebrows, he looked scary.

　　"Joe, you're hurting me!" I wanted to remind him.

　　There was a surge of heart-wrenching pain in my stomach. It seemed someone wanted to torture me to death.

　　Fortunately, the pain in my wrist made him ignore the sweat on my forehead.

　　After a while, Joe let go of me.

　　"Alana, you indeed can't make a living by yourself. I'll give you the money. Name your price. After all, we knew each other!"

　　He was teasing me.

　　"Joe, promise me that you won't miss her anymore!" His fiancee was upset.

　　"It's just a job as a servant. Miss Ward used to be pampered. I don't think she will agree."

　　Hearing this, his fiancee seemed to have realized what was going on. She smiled sarcastically.

　　"I agree!"

　　I began to pack my things happily.

　　Hollie stuffed painkillers into my suitcase.

　　"Are you willing to go there after being insulted by Joe?"

　　Hollie puffed up her cheeks in anger.

　　"Don't go, Alana. I won't allow you. That bastard made you like this. Has he ever been grateful to you?"

　　Rory Cox rushed over and grabbed my wrist, trying to grab my suitcase.

　　"Rory, you hurt me!"

　　My voice was a little weak. Rory subconsciously let go of his hand.

　　"I'm sorry, Alana. I didn't do it on purpose!"

　　"Rory, don't stop her!"

　　Hollie pulled Rory away and pulled him to the side.

　　I lowered my head and continued sorting out my belongings.

　　Joe should have hated me very much, but it was not his fault. If I was abandoned by the person I loved deeply, I would hate him to the core.

　　I found a suitable excuse for myself so that I could justify myself.

　　Hollie hid in the kitchen with Rory, whispering to him, "Why didn't Joe ask Alana why she suddenly disappeared when he left?"

　　...

　　"At that time, her face was wrapped in bandages, and she had been hospitalized for more than a month. If it weren't for him, would Alana have suffered such a serious injury?"

　　"He hasn't even inquired about her all these years. I think he's an ungrateful person!"

　　"Rory, you don't understand Alana's thoughts..." Hollie sighed as she continued, "Just let her be. She has only three months left."

　　Yes, there were only three months left for me.

　　Hollie and Rory had always been taking care of me.

　　When I was hospitalized, Joe happened to get a chance to go abroad for further study. He had been busy for a month.

　　There were very few contacts between us.

　　So, I decided to keep it a secret.

　　"If Joe finds out that you're with me now, I wonder if he'll still want you!"

　　"Alana, isn't your father well-informed? Why can't he do it now?"

　　"It is funny. You didn't expect to end up like this, right? You offended me for Joe!"

　　"Bitch! How dare you bite me?"

　　As the glass was stabbed fiercely, the table was filled with blood.

　　For some reason, my face hurt.

　　As time went by, the scar gradually faded away.

　　Rory said that he would do his best to find the best doctor for me, and I would get better.

　　I doubted if everything would get better as time passed by.