Seven years, 9,999 roses—for his mistress. He crushed my ring on our engagement day.

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Full story《The Rose is No Longer Gentle, Nor is Her Love》

After seven years of dating, Bradley Kane, who had never given me flowers before, sent me 9,999 roses and a set of lingerie for my birthday.
I happily posted about it on social media, only for his 'ideal woman' to comment underneath: [Some people can only pick up the trash I don't want.]
That's when I learned that he had bought a house for her, right below our marital home. The gifts he gave me were actually meant for her.
I personally delivered the flowers to them and caught them having a candlelit dinner together.
Bradley, without any hesitation, cursed at me, "Can you stop being so dirty-minded? Veronica and I are just discussing business. Besides, if there really was something between us, would you have even had the chance to marry me?"
In the past, I would have argued with him endlessly to get to the truth. But this time, I just casually tossed the flowers and my engagement ring at him and said calmly, "I wish you both happiness."
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The ring rolled to Bradley's feet. He sneered and stepped on it, crushing both my dignity and love beneath his heel and harshly said, "If you want to marry me, change your suspicious and paranoid nature. Now stop getting in the way. We've got serious matters to discuss. Go home and reflect on yourself."
Listening to his familiar accusations, I felt an unexpected sense of peace.
After leaving Veronica's place, I posted the news of Bradley's infidelity in the family group chat, telling everyone I was calling off the engagement.
The man who never replied to my messages instantly posted a photo of his computer in the group, claiming: [Just handling work with a female subordinate.]
Then he expertly shifted the blame onto me, saying: [Yasmine, you don't need to throw a tantrum just because I didn't buy you that eight thousand wedding dress.]
[I never even brought up the fact that you used my credit card to drink at bars with male friends.]
The once-silent group chat suddenly erupted. My mother was the first to jump in, berating me with all sorts of vicious words, telling me I wasn't worthy of Bradley and demanding that I apologize to him.
She even threatened that if I missed out on such a good marriage, she would die to prove her point. Seeing this predictable outcome, I sighed softly and exited the group chat.
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