"Break up! You son of a bitch!"

Amber Sutton slammed the door shut, blocking her from seeing Sean Brooks' disgusting face.

She could never have imagined that her boyfriend would bring her such breaking news of his first love's return when she got home.

Cindy Joyce was her boyfriend Sean Brooks' ex-girlfriend and first love. Amber knew Sean had kept his beloved Cindy deep in his heart.

Amber had been in love with Sean for eight years, but their eight years, for Sean, meant nothing.

Back to ten minutes before...

"Amber Sutton." Sean frowned without patience.

"How many times have I told you? Cindy and I are over. She is just my friend now."

"She is still your bestie, right? Don't you trust your bestie?"

Amber paused momentarily, then felt a surge of rage. How could he act like that?

"How can I trust you two?"

She had endured and lowered her head for eight years. At this moment, her anger all erupted.

She glared at Sean. "Over? Never! You liar!"

"Bestie? If she really treated me as a bestie, she would not ask you to pick her up. She knows we are in a relationship, but she still did. A bestie would never do that!"

"Sean, stop your tricks! Aren't you dating me because Cindy went abroad?"

"Now that she's back, you must are thinking about how to break up with me!"

"Don't even think about it! You dumbass! Listen, it's me who dump you now!"

"Break up! You son of a bitch!"

After that, she slammed the door shut.

Seeing Amber's disappearance, a strange sense of crisis appeared to Sean, making him frown.

Ridiculous! What sense of crisis could Amber give him?

He forced himself to forget it and pressed the elevator button hard.

...

"B*stard, screw you!"

Amber angrily packed up her things.

She looked back at this small apartment, bid farewell to her eight years and left without hesitation.

What a joke! Now, she was going to let him seek for his damned "only true love"!

She would not keep this scumbag company anymore!

She had been busy with her work the whole day and still wanted to cook for Sean first. Now, she was so angry that her stomach churned.

She parked her car in her apartment's car park, almost passing out.

She fumbled to press the button for the 16th floor.

She remembered that her home was at the end of the 16th floor. She leaned against the wall, failing to find her key. She only could knock on the door. Then, She slipped down along the door and fainted.