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In the evening, River returned home as soon as he got off work at 7 o'clock, which was unprecedented. When he came in, I had just finished an interview with a foreign company. The person in charge was very satisfied with my performance and agreed to fly abroad to start work next week.

"Next week? What's going on next week?" I calmly closed my computer and made up an excuse, "Nothing. My best friend asked me to have dinner with her next week."

River nodded and said nothing. He took off his coat and put it on the chair. When he saw the cake in the trash can, he raised his eyebrows. "Are you still angry? Is it a small matter?" He asked, "I didn't continue to argue with you when you scratched my face. Why are you still nagging me?" I replied calmly, "I'm not angry." River sneered, obviously not believing it. "Can you throw away the cake if you're not angry?" He continued, "I don't know why you, a man who is almost 30, still likes sweets like a little girl. It's not a special day, but you bought a cake. I think you..."

Before I finished speaking, River 's eyes froze when they touched the number 8 candle in the trash can . He stared at it for a while, then hesitantly looked up at me. "Today is... our eighth anniversary?" he asked.

Originally , I thought that the ring today was a surprise that River had chosen to give me on our anniversary, but I didn't expect that he just threw something that Ivy didn't like to me, and he didn't even remember what day it was.

River touched his nose guiltily, and came closer to me with a slow attitude. "Evelyn, I've been so busy with work recently that I forgot. The ring on Ivy 's hand is just a reward for her winning a big order. It has no other meaning. It's okay to throw away the ring. I'll take you to buy a bigger one another day."

In recent years , River has been accustomed to using such means, slapping me and then giving me a sweet date, just like training a dog, to keep me firmly in his hands. But this trick is only useful for people who are immersed in love, and a broken heart can no longer stir up any waves. I turned my head to avoid his touch.

"No need, just go ahead and do your work. Work is more important." I said coldly.

River paused, his face a little unhappy, but he said nothing, and handed me a box from behind. "Okay, Ivy was afraid that you would be angry, so she gave it to you to apologize. This is a necklace that she herself would not wear. Try it and see if you like it." He opened the box, and inside was a lotus-shaped necklace, but the broken diamonds inlaid on the petals had fallen off and there were few left.

I took a look at it and threw it to him in disgust. "I say it again, I am not a garbage collector." I said coldly.

An hour ago, Ivy shared a photo of her newly received gemstone necklace on her Moments, captioning: "Hehe, I got a new necklace from the junk that was at the bottom of the box. Long live the boss!"

After being rejected by me again and again, River finally couldn't stand it anymore. "Evelyn, my patience is limited! Do you have to pick on a little girl? Ivy is now a manager. She is so busy every day, but she still considers your mood. Can you learn from her and make me less angry?" The little girl River was talking about was actually only two years younger than me. But in his eyes, Ivy was an innocent and capable young girl; as for me, his words were full of disdain. I'm afraid he thinks I'm just a shrew who stays at home and does nothing every day. The figure who fought side by side with him in the early days of starting a business has probably disappeared completely in his memory.