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Lucas is still studying in the ivory tower and has to go to class at night. And I am the only one left in this empty and lonely ward. Julian, he has never set foot here to visit me.

Unexpectedly, Jasmine arrived first. She was wearing high heels, and her figure was gorgeous and charming. She said provocatively: "Sister, my father has favored me since I was a child. Even in this world, that fake father doted on me. Even your husband doesn't like you very much. Your life is a complete failure."

She continued: " Today , Julian proposed to me. In my eyes, he is just like a dog wagging its tail for mercy. What you can't get, I can easily have." As she said that, she accidentally shook the diamond ring in her hand in front of me, and the dazzling light hurt my eyes.

Back then, when Julian proposed to me, he only used a rattan ring as his vow. He had promised me affectionately that when he became rich, he would buy me a huge diamond ring. However, now that vow is still ringing in my ears, it has become so ironic.

" Soon, Julian and I will go to France to hold an art exhibition. If you know what's happening, you should give me the chance to survive." Jasmine 's words were like a sharp knife, piercing my heart. I stroked my flat belly, tears blurring my vision: " Julian , he is a cold-blooded person. He may not be sincere to you. In the end, you will end up like me."

Jasmine clenched her teeth and her face changed suddenly when she heard that. She clapped her hands, and several bodyguards carried in a painting. It was the work at the auction. Jasmine took out a knife and cut the painting into pieces, then walked away with a big laugh: "I just mentioned it casually, and Julian bought it and gave it to me. I find this kind of low-level garbage annoying."

I clenched my fists, my knuckles creaked, and my nails sank deep into the flesh, oozing blood. I clearly remember that Julian had placed this painting in our wedding room. His eyes were bright, and he promised me sincerely: "The painting is here, I am here, and the painting is gone, I am gone." He once said that this was the light that supported him out of his predicament.

However, Julian has never come to visit me until today. Lucas, on the other hand, has been busy taking care of me. He doesn't care even though I often drive him away with a sullen face. He always jokes that he is a college student with a lot of energy and is ready to help when he sees injustice. When he smiles, the two shallow dimples on his cheeks make me feel the warmth I haven't felt for a long time.

This light that finally came in made me nostalgic. I wanted to hold it tightly and not let it slip away. During this time, I almost forgot the existence of the pain. However, if Julian hadn't come to break this peace...