My boyfriend held the white moonlight of returning to China and watched me being made fun of by the whole table, but later he cried and begged me not to leave.

Chapter 1

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Boyfriend was cuddled up with his long-lost love, who had recently returned from abroad.

Everyone at the table looked at me with disdain as they laughed at my expense.

In a sudden burst of emotion, I overturned the table.

Later, Gideon stood by my hospital bed, eyes red from crying, pleading for me to take him back.

When I received Gideon's call, I was in the middle of packing my bags.

"Phoebe, come over and apologize to Cora. The glass you broke cut her."

His voice was simmering with controlled anger.

Cora, the woman he'd always yearned for but could never have—his long-lost love.

I let out a derisive laugh.

"Gideon, have you lost your mind? You can't win her over, so you want me to do it for you? I made it clear tonight, we're done. Don't bother me again."

There was a brief silence on the other end.

He probably didn't expect me, who always tolerated everything, to defy him.

Then I faintly heard Cora's gentle, pitiful voice.

"Gideon, it's okay. I can go to the hospital myself."

"You and Phoebe shouldn't fight because of me..."

Then Gideon's voice turned cold and commanding:

"Phoebe, stop being childish."

"Come over and apologize to Cora properly, and I'll pretend today never happened. We can move on with our lives."

Hearing this, I was so angry I laughed.

Laughed until my stomach hurt.

I cursed him:

"Who in their right mind would want to go on with you? Even if I die, I'll curse you from the afterlife to never find happiness!"

No choice, a person nearing death speaks harsh truths.