Chapter 3
After my family went bankrupt, The Sterling Family didn’t approve of us continuing our relationship. They even arranged new blind dates for Blake. When Blake refused, The Sterling Family cut off his financial support.
The tuition fees that Blake called “just a drizzle” were actually raised by selling his 18th birthday gift and borrowing from others.
I didn’t want to burden Blake, so I suggested breaking up.
Then, I tore up my university admission letter.
That was the first time Blake got angry with me.
He furiously found me at my part–time job, grabbed my arm with reddened eyes, and asked what I was trying to do.
“Scarlett, tell me honestly, do you really want to break up with me, or are you worried about something else?”
“If you really want to break up, I’ll let you go. I’ll cover all your tuition and living expenses until you graduate and can support yourself.”
“If it’s for other reasons, Scarlett, I beg you, don’t give up on me, okay?”
Blake’s plea left an imprint on my heart. We reconciled and made a secret agreement.
I would use the money Blake gave me to study abroad, while Blake would follow The Sterling Family’s arrangements and enter The Sterling Group.
When I returned after completing my studies, and when he had achieved success, we would be able to withstand all pressures and be together openly and proudly.
We did achieve that.
In those ten years, I studied abroad relentlessly, from undergraduate to research to doctorate, becoming the youngest fellow at one of the world’s top 3 universities.
Countless companies offered me olive branches, willing to meet any conditions I set if I joined them.
Blake also weathered the storms, transforming from a teenager to someone everyone respectfully addressed as Mr. Sterling. Only I knew how difficult those years had been for him.
Fortunately, we persevered to see the light. The opposition from The Sterling Family grew weaker, and I was preparing to return home country to embrace my career and love.
But suddenly, Blake’s grandfather was diagnosed with a malignant brain tumor. There were no medical conditions to treat it domestically, and even abroad, only top experts in a few hospitals dared to try.
During that time, Blake visibly lost weight.
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Chapter 3
Blake had lost his father at a young age, and his grandfather had raised him single handedly, When my family went bankrupt and everyone opposed our relationship, it was his grandfather who called Blake into the study room alone and taught him the importance of cherishing what he had.
You could say that his grandfather was not just Blake’s grandpa and father, but also a mentor in his life’s journey, and even the matchmaker for us – he was my benefactor!
I made the decision without hesitation to stay abroad and use my knowledge to seek a miracle for his grandfather
I did it. After three years of tireless care, I snatched Blake’s grandfather back from the jaws of death.
But my lover betrayed our love.
I flew back to aboard a month later.
Although Blake’s grandfather’s surgery was successful, he still needed further observation.
Even though I had broken up with Blake, I wasn’t heartless. I still took meticulous care of his grandfather until his condition met the discharge standards.
Blake’s grandfather was perceptive and soon noticed something was amiss. He proactively asked if Blake and I had a conflict, but I shook my head in denial.
He was still in recovery, and his emotions shouldn’t fluctuate too much.
With a sigh, Old Mr. Sterling spoke to me sincerely, his tone filled with indescribable melancholy.
“Scarlett, I’ve watched your relationship with Blake grow. I know how difficult the journey has been for both of you.”
“It’s inevitable for young people to argue and bicker, but it would be a waste of a lifetime to give up on each other over trivial matters.”
But Old Mr. Sterling would never know that Blake and I never argued, and the issues between us were never trivial.
The tenth–anniversary gift Blake sent me was the last thing I wanted to see – my mother’s masterpiece.
He knew very well about the nightmare in my heart, yet he still sent that thing that stabbed me in the heart. I could only leave voluntarily to avoid appearing too pathetic.
Chapter 4
