Chapter 2

No one knew how ugly things got when Emily and I broke up.

Someone pushed me towards Emily, laughing and asking her: "Emily, you used to love Jack so much you'd give up your life for him. How did you two end up breaking up?"

Everyone was urging us to get back together.

Emily's best friend glanced at me and smirked: "There are plenty of guys chasing after Emily. Who does Jack think he is? Being with him was already a mistake. You think Emily would still pine for him?"

She said there was a man who had been pursuing Emily for three years.

That man was richer than me, more handsome, and more suitable to be Emily's boyfriend.

Emily had been dating him for three years, and her best friend highly approved of their relationship.

Apparently, they were about to get married.

Everyone's laughter died down, with only Emily's best friend still smiling, inviting everyone to attend Emily's wedding.

She tossed the invitation at me, hitting my face before falling into my lap.

I lowered my head and saw Emily's name on the invitation, next to another man's name.

The man's name was William. Just from his name, you could tell he was a gentle and sophisticated person, someone suitable for Emily.

I thought, he surely wouldn't make Emily sad.

After six years apart, reuniting like this, knowing Emily was doing well was enough.

Fighting back the pain in my heart, I looked up and forced a casual tone, saying: "Congratulations."

Emily stared at me intently. Hearing my congratulations, she suddenly smiled.

For a moment, I thought I saw a glimpse of the past when she used to look at me with a smile and say,

"Jack, we must get married."

Only this time, she said,

"Jack, don't come to the wedding."

"My husband would be upset if he saw you, and I'd be heartbroken if he's upset."

I clutched the thin, red invitation card, stunned for a moment.

Smiling and nodding, I softly said, "Okay."

That day, everyone said Emily seemed to have truly fallen out of love with me.

No one could have imagined how deeply we once loved each other.

In the end, she was getting married, but the groom wasn't me.

Everyone thought Emily would always wait for me.

Everyone was curious about who this William was, wondering how he had captivated Emily so completely.

Knowing Emily didn't want to see me anymore, I left the reunion early.

On my way home, a friend sent me a photo of William.

William looked handsome in the picture. I heard he was very caring, the type of man Emily really liked.

My friend asked me, "Jack, don't you think William's profile looks a lot like yours?"

"Do you think Emily might still love you? Is this really how it ends between you two?"

I let out a soft sigh, stayed silent for a long time, then smiled and said, "It doesn't matter. I don't care."

I didn't want to get entangled with Emily anymore.

I thought she would never know.

Our daughter was sick and dying.