The Last Time I Loved Him (Autumn and Ryan)

Chapter 2

After recording the video, I didn't go in to catch them in the act.

One video alone wasn't enough to get Ethan out of the picture.

I forced myself to stay calm as I left the office.

When the elevator stopped at the underground floor, I couldn't hold back all the emotions that had been building up inside me.

I quickened my pace and ran toward my car. The moment I slammed the door shut; tears poured down my face.

The overwhelming pain almost swallowed me whole.

Flashes of Ethan and I together kept replaying in my mind, but the more I thought about it, the more I remembered how good he had been to me.

The last image was of him and Grace kissing, and that moment kept looping in my mind, unshakable.

I felt like I was suffocating, my heart hurting as if gripped by a tight hand.

Unable to stop, I screamed hoarsely.

In the enclosed space, my cries sounded particularly pitiful.

I couldn't understand. Everything had been going according to the plans we made.

But why did Ethan cheat?

We had weathered all the hardest days together why now, why this?

The new house had just been renovated. We had planned to have a cute baby.

Now, everything we had hoped for seemed like a cruel joke.

Ethan and I had a very ordinary story.

We met through a blind date, just like most people do.

At the time, he wasn't the boss he is today, running a successful business. When I met Ethan, he had just suffered a business failure and was deeply in debt.

It was probably the lowest point of his life.

With the help of our families, we met a few times, and we both felt things were going well.

He didn't mind that I was shy and reserved, and I didn't care that he had debt.

Six months later, Ethan confessed his feelings.

Since we both wanted the same thing-marriage- process moved quickly.

the whole From being in a relationship to getting engaged and married took less than a year and a half.

After we got married, I believed in him and invested all my savings into his business.

At first, our orders were small, just a handful here and there, but they gradually grew.

We were involved in every step of the process, from the orders to the product delivery.

A few years later, the e-commerce boom hit, and our little shop

job to help him full-time, cum

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During that time, Ethan and I worked tirelessly, with barely four hours of sleep each night.

Later, we rented a studio and even opened our own factory.

Ethan had a sharp business mind, and within two years, the company had grown significantly.

Things got better, but I was there through all the tough times.

When he started his second

business venture, I worked extranet

jobs to help cover the expenses Every penny I earned went to him.

I'm a quiet person, very straightforward, and once I commit to something, that's it.

I loved him with everything I had, because I believed in him.

Did Ethan love me?

I don't know.

He would hold me when he was drunk, whispering promises in my ear.

"Baby, I swear, I'll make sure you live a good life."

Later, as his business flourished, with more employees and greater success, he would smile at me when I was worried.

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I am now."

"If I ever let you down, let me suffer a lifetime of poverty. How about it?"

It seemed like he loved me.

But his boundaries and principles never really changed for me.

He hated it when women drank, even if I had just half a bottle.

He would get angry.

He hated anyone eating in the car, even if it was something like macarons, which don't even crumble.

He hated being disturbed while working, even if I was just bringing him a glass of water.