Bolanle

"Irene, let's break up."

Irene Xiao remembered how his words hit her like tons of bricks. "What?" she uttered, lost for words.

The man pinched his nose as if it was draining for him to even explain it to her. "Here's the thing. We just don't fit. I mean, I love eating all kinds of things, and you," he continued, wrinkling his nose. "You can only cook noodles, and don't get me started on the... You get what I mean, right? Here's 200,000 dollars. Think of it as a compensation for the time we've spent together."

Irene Xiao sat on the side of the road, hands gripping over the edges of the pavement as she thought back to the moment he broke her heart. She took another swig of the beer she was holding, sniffling.

What the heck happened?

She remembered how in love she and Jonny Jiang were. They had been together for three years. Except for her body of course, she was willing to give everything to him. But what happened? She just got dumped!

Irene Xiao wailed.

However, it was only right that he did so...at least. Jonny Jiang's parents were government officials, and his family background was outstanding to say the least. As for her, her mother had a lowly job, and she had an equally troublesome sister.

They had different social statuses, so maybe it was just right that they broke up.

But still...

She blinked back the tears, wiping the ones that slipped down her cheeks.

Why the hell was he like this?

She remembered how much he loved her noodles, and how he'd said that he'd eat them for days if he wanted to. He'd even said that they'd go through all of his parent's disapproval and her family's background. "It'll be all right," he'd said, wrapping his arms around her.

It took three years for all those words to go to waste.

One can never really trust a man's word.

Her heart clenched. As much as she tried to hold back her tears, the barriers around her started to break. She found herself sobbing in the streets.

'200,000 dollars! As if that could buy back the time I wasted on you!' Irene Xiao thought, taking another swig of her bottle.

It couldn't,

but she found herself taking it out of cold blood in the end.

'This is my money anyway.

Wasting my time on that asshole!'

Just as she took another sip, a car stopped at the side of the road a few meters behind her.