When The Past Love Knocks

When The Past Love Knocks

Dorine Koestler

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My mom is pressuring me to go on blind dates. On a whim, I grabbed a handsome guy off the street to pretend to be my boyfriend. After taking advantage of him, I dumped him. Two years later, the interviewer turns out to be my ex-boyfriend whom I had abandoned. His face darkens. "Kaelyn, right? How long did your last boyfriend last?" "Less than a month before you dumped him? Your loyalty is questionable." "A girl like you isn't suitable for our company." But he broke down when he found out I got married. The day after the interview was a bust, he was waiting at my doorstep, holding a child. He smiled and asked, "Married? Where's your husband?"

Chapter 1

Chapter 1

My mom was adamant about me going on blind dates.

Desperately, I grabbed a handsome guy off the street to pretend to be my boyfriend.

After using him to placate my mom, I cut ties with him.

Two years later, I was shocked to find that the interviewer for my dream job was the guy I had abandoned.

His face was tight with anger.

"Kaelyn, right? How long did your last boyfriend last?"

"Less than a month before you dumped him? Your loyalty is questionable."

"A woman like you isn't suitable for our company."

But then he found out I got married and broke down.

The day after the interview fell through, he appeared at my doorstep, holding a child.

With a slight smile, he asked, "Married? Where's your husband?"

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Approaching 30, after enduring countless blind dates, I stumbled into a real relationship with Brenden, the guy I had once pulled off the street to act as my boyfriend.

He was 6'1", broad-shouldered, and long-legged, looking every bit like a model. At just 22, he was a young and charming guy.

Honestly, I felt like I hit the jackpot.

Not long ago, I found out I was pregnant and couldn't contain my joy.

I was planning to tell him and discuss our future when I accidentally overheard him on a call.

"I know I have a fiancée. Don't worry, I won't mess around outside. I'll be back soon."

It struck me that in this relationship, I was the one deeply invested.

Of course, with his amazing qualities, why would he genuinely want to be with me?

I realized my understanding of him was limited to his looks and his stamina at night.

At almost 30, I was no longer a naive girl with romantic dreams.

I wasn't someone who would cling to a hopeless relationship.

The next day, I was considering how to bring up the breakup.

But he calmly spoke first.

"Kaelyn, I have something to deal with and need to leave for a while."

"When everything is settled, I'll come back for you."

My heart sank.

But to save face, I smiled and nodded.

"Okay, I'll wait for you."

Even though I knew he would never return.

He gave me a long, meaningful look.

Then turned and walked away.

In the past, when he left, he would linger for a long time.

Holding my hand, wrapping his arms around my waist, his head resting on my shoulder, his lips near my ear.

Whispering affectionately, "Don't forget to miss me."

But this time, he didn't look back even once.

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