On Proposal Day, My Boyfriend Confessed to His First Love

My name was Nadia Cooper. The proposal I had waited seven years for finally took place at work.

My fiancé, Lucas Madron, however, turned to his first love beside him and knelt in front of her to present a ring, saying, "Skye, I haven't been able to let go all these years. I don't want to go against my heart..."

Skye Ingram, with slightly red eyes, wrapped her arms around his neck and gently kissed him. She said, "Lucas, you're upsetting Nadia. I get what you said. Anyway, I wish you both happiness..."

My colleagues were whispering to each other, eager to know how I would be humiliated.

I put the ring on her ring finger, deadpan. "You can't bear to leave this jerk? Go ahead. Be with him. You have my blessing."

"Skye and I are just friends. Put away your jealousy! This isn't the right time! This is a proposal!

"You messed up a perfectly good proposal. What could you possibly do? You're so useless."

Lucas reprimanded me sternly.

Skye aside blinked, looking innocent.

"It hurts...

"I think my traumatic stress is kicking in again..."

She covered her head and kept pressing her temples.

Lucas felt so sorry for her. He immediately picked her up and drove away.

Before leaving, he said to me harshly.

"How many times have I told you already? If something were to happen between Skye and me, it would have happened already. You wouldn't have stood a chance at all!

"Instead of being so paranoid, you might as well get rid of the spots on your face! You're so ugly and petty!"

He always had his own absurd logic for everything he did.

Even though he proposed to his first love in front of me, it was because I was too paranoid and petty and couldn't tolerate her. He accused me of being the culprit who caused the situation to be so tense.

What was more, he insulted me severely for my appearance and my figure.

I almost stayed up late and prepared medicine for him all year round, which resulted in my lack of sleep. Otherwise, I wouldn't have had those ugly spots on my face at all.

Lucas and Skye left, leaving me alone in situ. Not another person came forward to comfort me.

"Lucas, don't mind Nadia! It's all her fault! She's way too petty!"

"You should proceed with the marriage! We'll be waiting to hear from you!"

My parents chased after Lucas' car on the street, trying to please him and begging for his mercy.

Not long after, they came back panting.

"You damn girl! What a troublemaker!"

"Lucas is a man. So what if he has mistresses? Couldn't you endure a little for the sake of your family?"

They poked my forehead with great force and cursed at me.

Lucas' mother coldly echoed, "Our family is so out of your league, yet you're so high and mighty.

"You aren't attractive enough to keep your boyfriend around. It's your fault. Don't take it out on him!"

It wasn't the first time she mocked me.

I did my best to please her, washing her underwear and taking her to medical checkups regularly.

Yet she still treated me like nothing.

Since she didn't give a damn about me, why waste my sincerity anymore?

I no longer wanted to be the daughterinlaw of the Madron family. Whoever wanted to replace me could do as they pleased.

I walked out of the company in loneliness and wandered on the street.

I had always cared about my appearance, but now, I was so disheveled and unkempt.

Suddenly, I received a few messages.

[I will come home after you apologize.]

[I have prepared a beauty essence for you to remove spots. It's on the table.]

It was Lucas.

I felt a lump in my throat.

The "carrot and stick" trick he used didn't quite work.

Suddenly, there was a push notification on my phone. It was a Twitter post sent by someone in the same town.

[Who is peeling the lobster for me?

[Oh, it's actually Lucas Madron, the intimidating CEO of the Madron Group!]

In the Twitter video, Lucas was by the bed in the hospital.

Wearing gloves, he was carefully peeling the lobster and gently feeding it to Skye.

"There's some soup I cooked for you on the table.

"Eat it before it gets cold."

The camera then turned to the steaming soup.

My heart turned cold.

Last week, after I accidentally fell down, I bled out and almost had a miscarriage. I lay weakly in bed in the ward.

I coquettishly asked Lucas to make soup for me, but he frowned and refused, saying, "Men don't cook!

"If you want soup, order takeout."

After a long time, he finally brought me some sour seafood porridge from an unknown restaurant. It was already cold.

We had been in love for seven years, and I had told him about my seafood allergy countless times, but he had never taken it to heart.

Yesterday, I was surprised to see several ingredients for soup at home.

I thought he finally got a little bit of conscience and started to care about me.

It turned out he was going to make soup for Skye.

I laughed at myself.

Outside the window, snow was falling, and the night was already deep.

I wore nothing but a thin coat, and I couldn't help but shiver.

My phone rang again.

"Where are you? My mom said you haven't come home yet. Are you giving us attitude?

"If you have a conscience, come to the hospital and check on Skye. Apologize to her!"

The snow was getting heavier and heavier.

The road was covered with snow. I might not be able to get a cab and have to walk home in the cold.

"I'm near the company."

Even my voice was trembling from the cold.

"Why are you still there?

"You wore so little today. I'm worried about you. I'll come over right away."

Perhaps he had already seen the heavy snowfall.

Perhaps he was afraid I'd sulk and walk alone and end up catching a cold.

"Lucas, is Nadia still upset?

"It's all my fault. I'm just a useless burden. No one likes me. I'm annoying...

"Go and pick up Nadia. Don't worry about me, I can handle it myself..."

After saying that, she deliberately coughed violently.

"Skye, are you OK?"

His voice became obviously anxious and flustered.

Immediately, he took it out on me.

"It's because of your nonsense today that Skye has to suffer like this!

"How dare you still pretend to be pitiful to seek sympathy? Drop the act!"

The last bit of my affection for him was shattered.

I interrupted him and said coldly, "Let's break up.

"You two have my blessing."

After I hung up the phone, I still couldn't get a cab.

I could only struggle forward against the wind.

The wind blew on my face, cold and painful.

After a while, Lucas started to call me nonstop.

I was impatient, so I simply blocked him.

I finally had a short moment of peace, and then a strange number called me again.

"Nadia, you've got some nerve. How dare you block me!

"Go home right now and get a coat for Skye. It's getting cold, and she's been coughing.

"If you manage to be here within half an hour, I might consider forgiving you and continuing our engagement."

He hung up the phone after saying that.

By now, it had already turned from heavy snow to sleet, and I was drenched.

He knew that there was a high probability that I would not be able to get a cab, and he knew that I was trudging along the road in the rain and snow.

Yet he treated me like a dog just to vent Skye's anger.

The rain became even heavier, so I bought an umbrella. Then I stared at the gloomy sky for a long time.

I asked myself. Did I still love him?

No. I didn't love him anymore.

A taxi stopped in front of me with flashers on, and I quickly got into it.

My destination was not home. It was the hospital.

"Miss Cooper, Mr. Madron is in the secondtolast ward on this floor. He's with Miss Ingram.

"Are you sure you're not telling him that you don't want this baby?"

The doctor looked at me, looking struggling.

If Lucas knew he did the abortion for me, Lucas would make sure no one in the medical field ever heard of his name.

I lowered my head wearily and said with a smile, "He has already proposed to her.

"I have nothing to do with him anymore."

Since I had already said so, the doctor didn't say much.

I lay on the cold operating table, quietly looking at my slightly bulging abdomen, feeling sad and bitter.

I had fantasized countless times about my baby growing up and laughing heartily while staying with me.

I never expected that my baby would end up in a sour and smelly fermentation box.

I guessed it was all nothing but my wishful thinking.

Two familiar voices came from the corridor. It seemed they were chatting happily and leisurely.

"Lucas, I really regret going to study abroad..."

"Skye, you will always be my beloved. That ugly woman is no match for you at all."

"I'm very afraid of having children... I'm afraid I won't be able to marry into your family."

"It's fine. After Nadia gives birth, we'll get married and take the baby over to raise it ourselves."

"What if she wouldn't let us?"

"I know her parents well. They are OK with everything as long as I give them money. Even selling her won't be a problem for them."

……

What a perfect plan.

Their plan would take everything from me.

The anesthesia kicked in, and darkness and loneliness completely swallowed me.

The surgery was completed, and when I woke up, it was already the next day's morning.

There were more than three hundred missed calls on my phone.

Just as the screen dimmed, another call came in.

"You didn't answer my calls, and you didn't go home. What are you thinking? Do you think I'm some toy you can play with as you please?

"Come and apologize to Skye today.

"Or the engagement is off!"

Before he finished speaking, I hung up directly.

Now that my baby was gone, there was nothing for me to hold on to.

"Well, well. Isn't this Miss Cooper?

"Last night, you wouldn't be here no matter what Lucas said."

I heard the voice I hated the most again.

As I looked up, I saw Skye wearing the same hospital gown as me.

The difference was that she was thrilled and smug.

"Nadia, what are you doing here?"

Lucas was here too.

The lipstick mark on his collar stood out. It seemed that they did something unspeakable in the ward last night.

I turned my head and drank water, unwilling to respond.

He rushed forward and knocked over my glass.

The whole blanket and shirt were soaked.

"Skye is talking to you! Can't you hear?

"How dare you give me attitude! Do you want to agitate Skye again?

"You even put on a hospital gown! You really made full preparations, didn't you? You chose a ward next to Skye's? Are you trying to look pitiful to gain sympathy?"

He suddenly grabbed my hand.

My body was forced to twist severely, and the surgical wound tore open.

The piercing pain spread throughout my body in an instant.

I frowned and asked coldly, "What more do you want?"

"I already said I wanted to break up with you.

"We have nothing to do with each other anymore."

In the next second, someone slapped my face.

"You damn girl! You jinx!

"Stop pissing us off! Mr. Madron is interested in you. You should be grateful!"

My mom rushed in hurriedly and angrily.

She threw the cheap fruit basket fiercely on my bedside table.

"Miss Ingram doesn't bother to compete with you. She's young, pretty, and rich. What are you?

"You have been together with Mr. Madron for seven years. You are not young or beautiful. What have you got to break up with him?"

My dad also pointed at my nose to scold me while holding a delicate fruit basket.

Presumably, the cheap one was for me, and this highend one was for Skye.

As long as they could benefit from it, they even wanted to flatter Skye.

I suddenly felt that the people in front of me were greedy vampires.

Even the anger on their faces couldn't suppress the huge greed.

In their eyes, I was an unwanted woman who had been played by Lucas for seven years.

They figured that I was old and ugly, and no one wanted to take a second look at me at all.

"That's a bit uncalled for.

"Nadia, as long as you give birth, we will get married as planned."

Lucas said complacently.

My parents' fawning brought him great confidence.

"No matter what, I'm your daughter, not some goods sold by street vendors.

"After what Lucas did to me, you side with him. Do you care about anything else besides money?"

I closed my eyes in pain.

I no longer wanted to see anyone and go through these nasty things again.

Lucas' eyes were dim, and he frowned even more.

It was the only time I fought back. He didn't know why I was so harsh.

He didn't know why I couldn't compromise just like before.

My mother slapped me again, and the burning pain spread to my scalp.

She was furious. "You've gone too far!

"You are just a nobody. You should feel lucky that you could be part of the Madron family. How dare you speak so rudely!

"When Lucas proposed, only you had objections. He could give the ring to whoever he wanted. You don't get to be displeased and give us attitude!"

Then she raised her hand high and slapped me hard again.

My face was tilted because of the slap, and blood oozed from my gums.

"Enough.

"Nadia is pregnant no matter what. You shouldn't treat her like this.

"Besides, she is my fiancée, and only I can deal with her. Without my permission, no one can hurt her."

Lucas quickly bent down and touched my face.

His eyes were full of tenderness.

He liked to treat me as his possession so as to satisfy his need for control.

"Don't touch me.

"I find your touch disgusting."

I pushed him away.

He probably didn't expect me to be so determined. He stood silent in place, obviously a little dazed and nervous.

[Nadia, the proposal ceremony was photographed by paparazzi, and now all netizens are accusing Mr. Madron, calling him a jerk.]

[The company's stock has been falling. If this continues, it will go bankrupt!]

After I came home, I kept receiving my colleagues' messages.

On the day of the proposal ceremony, there were many competitors of Lucas.

They wanted to seize the opportunity to ruin Lucas. In this way, Lucas could never make a comeback, and they could continue to monopolize the market.

Skye, who had just returned from abroad, made Lucas propose. He threw caution to the wind and lost his rationality.

His actions gave his competitors the perfect chance. They kept emphasizing how despicable he was.

I guessed it was a disguised form of revenge. But I didn't feel quite happy about it.

I was so tired. I just wanted to rest.

Before I closed my eyes, Lucas called me again.

"Nadia, I need your help.

"The Madron Group is facing a serious public opinion crisis. There will be a press conference tomorrow, and you have to show up.

"You just need to say that you are the other woman, and the woman who has been with me for seven years is Skye."

His voice was extremely calm.

It was as if he was talking about something ordinary to the extreme.

Noticing that I didn't say anything, he continued, "After it's over, I'll give you 2 million dollars as mental damage compensation.

"I have asked your parents, and they both agreed."

Every time something I didn't want to do came up, he'd use my parents to make me change my mind. After all, we both knew how greedy my parents were. They cared about nothing but money.

I could only reluctantly agree time and time again.

I smiled bitterly and said, "Fine."

I hung up the phone and saw a message from the new company, accepting my job application.

I quickly replied and applied for their overseas position in Florence.

The manager agreed immediately.

I was instantly greatly relieved.

The next afternoon, I came to the press conference wearing a wedding dress.

The camera flashes in front of me were about to explode.

Nearly a hundred reporters held microphones, their eyes full of enthusiasm and desire for gossip.

"Miss Cooper, how could you be so shameless? You, the other woman, dare to wear a wedding dress and step in here."

"What do you have that can be compared to Miss Ingram? Is it honorable in your eyes to destroy their sevenyear relationship?"

Each of their questions was more radical than the last.

Coincidentally, no one doubted that I was the other woman. Perhaps all of them were hired by the Ingram family.

Therefore, they deliberately made things difficult for me.

Lucas' face turned even more livid, and he motioned for a break.

I interrupted him, finally saying.

"I am the one who has been with him for seven years.

"I haven't done anything wrong to anyone. It is they who have failed me."

"Nadia, how can you distort right and wrong like this...

"Lucas, my head hurts so much..."

Skye covered her head and started to act affected again.

Her acting was as brilliant as ever.

Lucas quickly hugged her and checked her body temperature.

"Nadia, don't go too far!

"The person who has been with me for seven years is Skye.

"Skye is the only one I love."

The cameras aimed at the two of them.

I looked at them coldly.

He knew how aggrieved and sad I felt under the baseless accusations.

He might have felt a bit sorry for me, but as long as Skye frowned, he'd completely surrender to her.

"It seems that Mr. Madron and Miss Ingram are really in love!"

"Everyone naturally knows who's the other woman, the golddigger!"

Those reporters who questioned me started to mislead the crowd.

I raised my head and stared at them intently.

"I signed this agreement with the Madron family seven years ago.

"As long as I give birth to a baby within seven years, I can become Lucas' wife."

A few pieces of paper without wrinkles were placed neatly on the table.

Everyone was stunned, and then the reporters started taking photos of the agreement frantically.

"So, during these seven years, you have been going all out to have a child! Still, you're so scheming!"

"At the end of the day, it's not Mr. Madron's wife you want to be. You're just after the money!"

A harsh voice rang out.

Skye obviously became even more complacent. After all, the agreement didn't seem to have helped me much.

The criticism of me being a gold digger was enough to make me feel humiliated.

"I've aborted the baby."

I said calmly.

I took out the abortion surgery form and spread it on the table.

After a short moment of dead silence, all the reporters were in an uproar.

"I bet she loved him wholeheartedly for seven years! And she wasn't after money or fame! Or why would she have an abortion?"

"He's really a scumbag! He forced his fiancée to have an abortion!"

Lucas' face turned ghastly pale.

There were beads of sweat on his forehead.

"Nadia... What did you say? You've aborted the baby?

"It was out baby! How could you do it without asking me?"

He shook my shoulders with great force.

There was disbelief, shock, and anger in his eyes.

"Because...

"I don't love you anymore."

I turned around and ignored the commotion behind me.

He sat slumped on the floor like a walking dead.

I packed my luggage and moved to a hotel.

I could go to Florence soon.

I let out a long sigh at the thought of finally escaping this place of trouble.

The airport was bustling with people coming and going.

After putting the suitcase beside me, I checked my ticket and passport.

Suddenly, my phone rang. It was Lucas calling.

"Nadia, you're leaving the Madron Group to work abroad? Are you crazy?

"Last warning! Stop throwing a tantrum. It'll be too late for you to regret it and ask for my forgiveness."

Lucas obviously sounded a bit angry.

It was the first time I was completely out of his control. Of course, he was grumpy.

"Lucas, I don't love you anymore.

"Please stop disturbing my life. It's so annoying."

I responded coldly.

He was obviously stunned.

"There must be some misunderstanding.

"Nadia, come back, and let's talk it out, OK?"