บททั้งหมดของ My Fiancé Feels Everyone's Pain but Mine: บทที่ 1 - บทที่ 9

The ambulance sped into the hospital with its siren blaring. The nurse examined me quickly, murmuring to the doctor beside her in a grave tone.My acute gastroenteritis had progressed to a perforation. If I had arrived 30 minutes later, the infection in my abdomen would have been enough to kill me.I gripped the bedsheet beneath me as Wayne Garner's careless words echoed in my mind. I had called him when I was in so much pain that I was about to lose consciousness, yet all he cared about was another woman's mild cold.As the nurse wheeled me toward the emergency operating room, I spotted two familiar figures around the corner.Wayne held Andrea Graham's hand in one hand and carried a bag of cold medicine with the other. He lowered his head and patiently listened as she quietly complained about how crowded the hospital was.Andrea was an underprivileged student whom he had been supporting.The instant Wayne and I locked eyes, his entire body stiffened, and panic flashed across his

Wayne's face instantly turned bright red. He was so flustered that he didn't know what to do and couldn't even look me in the eye.He turned to comfort Andrea first, reaching out to pat her arm gently. "It's windy outside. Why did you come all the way here?"Andrea lowered her eyes, her voice soft and plaintive. "I was worried that you and Edith would argue, so I came over to check. If I had known that bowl of leftover oatmeal would upset Edith, I would have just thrown it away. It's my fault for causing her trouble."All the resentment, pain, and disappointment I had bottled up for so long exploded at that moment. I no longer wanted to keep giving in. For the first time, I straightened my back and fired back at her without hesitation."Andrea, if you really felt sorry, you wouldn't have come all the way to my hospital room to tell me to my face that the oatmeal was your leftovers."You knew I just had surgery for gastroenteritis and that I was allergic to honey, yet you still let

The plane taxied smoothly along the runway at Souter Airport. The seatbelt sign lit up. I leaned back in my window seat, my fingertips pressed against the glass, watching the city's outline gradually fade into the distance.It was the first time in my 25 years that I had left Souter alone.From the day I started college at 18, through graduate school, and during the three years I lived with Wayne, my life had always revolved around Souter and him.The three-hour flight was long enough for me to revisit and sort through all those memories.Wayne and I were graduate students in the same year at the same university. He was in law school, while I was in the school of advertising design.We first met in the library. At the time, he carried a heavy pile of law books, while my hand-drawn drafts covered the entire table. He offered to lend me an eraser, and I helped him design a poster for his competition presentation.As we spent more time together, we naturally fell in love. Back then,

Wayne deliberately lowered his voice and pleaded, "I was foolish before, only thinking about Andrea and ignoring your feelings. I even forced you to apologize in the hospital room and even threatened you with the medical bills. I regret everything."I've completely cut ties with Andrea. Will you come back with me? I'll prioritize you in everything from now on."I took half a step back, avoiding his outstretched handI looked up and stared at him coldly. My words were clear and sharp, cutting through every bit of his hypocritical remorse. "Wayne Garner, you were never foolish. You were just used to sacrificing me to please others."You're not here because you finally realized how much you hurt me and felt bad for me. You're here because no one is willing to put up with your favoritism anymore. Only after you lost the person who was always waiting for you did you remember how good I was."Your idea of making up for it always comes with conditions. I stopped wanting this kind of chea

On the day of the proposal presentation, more than ten executives from the brand's headquarters attended the presentation. The atmosphere in the conference room was tense.I stepped onto the stage and presented the entire art collaboration proposal. When the presentation ended, the room fell silent for two seconds before breaking into continuous applause.The brand director quickly walked over, handed me a business card, and spoke with admiration. "Over the past few years, we've worked with countless planners."You're the most creative person we've met, and you understand women's preferences and emotional needs better than anyone else. Let's finalize this year-long partnership right now."When I walked out of the conference room, everyone on my team gathered around me and cheered.Dexter stood at the edge of the crowd with a gentle smile. He handed me a cup of warm floral tea and said softly, "I always knew you wouldn't let me down."…After the project launched, it became a hug