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When Gloria heard that I accepted the invitation to dinner, a bright smile instantly bloomed on her face. She tried to hold my arm and said excitedly: "I knew that you still have me in your heart."

I quickly took a step back, cleverly avoiding her touch, then turned around and walked towards my car.

Gloria stood there in a daze, with a complicated expression on her face. I, having decided not to care about her mood swings, stepped on the accelerator and drove away.

After I have dealt with all the matters concerning the cancellation of the engagement, we will be like two parallel lines that never intersect, each running towards the distance.

Gloria followed me in her car, and from time to time she sent me messages using her new phone number:

"Are you going to face my parents with a cold face like this?"

" Don't be upset at this time, let's get along well in the future, okay?"

I ignored all this information. When we got off the bus at our destination, the two elders had already prepared a table of my favorite dishes and were holding my favorite lychees.

"Jason, you're finally here, come in, wash your hands and get ready for dinner!"

"Don't just stand there, come in quickly!"

In the past, I always brought a lot of gifts, but this time I had nothing in my hands. But instead of asking any questions, they were still as enthusiastic as ever.

She took off her coat and handed it to me. I glanced at it quickly and then looked away indifferently.

Gloria is petite, so I used to take the initiative to help her with all the lifting of her hands. But now, I am no longer willing to do anything for her.

She seemed to be hurt by my indifference, her smile became stiff, she could only force out a smile, and she stood on tiptoe to hang the clothes at the entrance.

My uncle and aunt noticed our strangeness, but they just thought we were having a minor quarrel, so they advised us, "We quarreled at the head of the bed and made peace at the foot of the bed. Gloria is a child who has been spoiled by us and is a little arrogant. If she does anything wrong, just tell us directly. After we resolve it, we can still be a family."

They looked at me with apologetic eyes and hinted to Gloria to say something nice from time to time.

Gloria looked at me aggrievedly and said softly, "I'm sorry."

I remained calm and responded, "No need to apologize." She was stunned again, and I turned to my uncle and aunt and said seriously, " Gloria and I broke up last night. I'm afraid I won't have the chance to become a family with my uncle and aunt in the future."

Gloria bit her lower lip in disbelief, feeling extremely wronged. She probably felt that she had given in repeatedly and didn't understand why I was so determined and unwilling to forgive.

However, is there any contradiction in the world without a trace? Even if I forgive her this time, what she did will always be a thorn in my heart.

Therefore, rather than a long pain, I chose to break up directly.

For a moment, no one spoke and the atmosphere was frozen.

Suddenly, Gloria's cell phone rang.

She hurriedly turned off the screen, but we still caught a glimpse of the message: "Wife, I'm hungry, can you send food to the hotel?"

The uncle and aunt's faces suddenly became gloomy and they looked at Gloria with dissatisfaction .

She nervously clasped her fingers together and explained, "It must have been sent to the wrong person."

Hearing this, the uncle and aunt's expressions eased a little, and they took the initiative to pick up a few pieces of meat for me.

Gloria also gave me a piece of bamboo shoots, but I am allergic to bamboo shoots and have never eaten them.

Thinking back to the photos I received last night, I suddenly felt nauseous and lost my appetite.

I keenly noticed that the couple ring on Gloria's hand had been replaced with an unfamiliar diamond ring, which was obviously given by another man.

It's ridiculous that she keeps asking me for reconciliation while wearing another man's diamond ring.

Just as I was about to put down my bowl and chopsticks and explain the situation, there was a knock on the door:

"Gloria? Are you home? This is Eric."