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"Chelsea accidentally sprained her foot and needs to be rushed to the hospital. Please come and help her with the household chores."

"Please make some more bone soup and send it to the hospital later. Remember not to add cilantro."

It suddenly dawned on me that...

Lucas has no special dietary restrictions, but every time I add cilantro to a dish, he gets angry and calls me incompetent. Now I understand that Chelsea is against cilantro.

I wanted to ignore Lucas' message, but after hesitating for a moment, I decided to go downstairs to find out.

Downstairs, Lucas was comforting Chelsea gently. When he saw me, his face immediately turned stern.

"Why did you come now?" he asked, "If Chelsea 's treatment is delayed..."

Chelsea gently tugged at his sleeve and said softly, " Brother Lucas , I'm fine. Don't be angry with me and Sister Ella . I know very well that she has never liked me."

"Ella, you must clean this room." Lucas ordered, "I will never marry a woman who is jealous all day long and has no good qualities!"

After saying that, he hugged Chelsea and turned away.

I looked at their receding backs and whispered softly, "I will never marry a man who cheats and is shameless."

After they left, I looked around. The bathroom was full of water stains, and there were two used condoms in the trash can. I felt nauseous.

No wonder Lucas has been working overtime lately. It turns out that he spends every day with Chelsea downstairs before going back to his home upstairs.

I walked into Chelsea 's bedroom and saw that it was filled with luxury goods from major brands and high-end cosmetics. Recalling a few days ago, I just wanted Lucas to give me a lipstick as a birthday gift, but he looked at me with disgust.

"How dare you celebrate your 30th birthday? You're so old and still pretending to be young, isn't that disgusting?" He mocked, "You should just stay at home and do housework. No matter how expensive your cosmetics are, you can't go back to your 20s."

I can't be 20 forever, but there is no shortage of 20-year-old girls around Lucas. This so-called white moonlight Chelsea may be the one he loves the most.

I took a deep breath and took photos of everything in the room. Then I went back upstairs and started packing my luggage.

In the seven years I spent with Lucas , he also gave me gifts: French kitchenware, a robot vacuum cleaner, and a kitchen knife that was said to be made by a master. But at this moment, I left all these things to him.

Halfway through packing, I suddenly felt a little ridiculous. Chelsea's things downstairs were so numerous, but in this house where I had lived for several years, my things could only fit in one suitcase.

After I finished my work, I called my best friend Mavis who was overseas. The call was hung up three times, but it was finally connected.

I held back my tears and said, "Mavis, I was wrong. I shouldn't have given up my job and my life for Lucas. I regret it and I want to find you."

Mavis scolded me and called me a fool before hanging up the phone. I sat in the empty room, sadness flooding in like a tide. Countless words she had advised me flashed through my mind, as well as her look of disappointment when she left.

As tears were falling, another message came to my phone: Mavis had bought the nearest flight ticket for me.

Three days later, at noon, the tears I had been holding back finally burst out, for myself and for the seven years I had wasted.