The Beautiful View Outside the Window Chapter 2

I quickly realized he must have been too engrossed in pleasure last night, perhaps overly exhausted.

I pursed my lips and told her, "Harry and I broke up. The wedding is off."

"What nonsense are you talking about? Get your butt over here right now!"

Just as I expected, my mom didn't approve of my decision to break up.

She insisted I find Harry and go back to have the wedding.

Hearing her furious scolding, I remained quite calm, "Don't even think about the wedding. He's seeing someone else."

At this, she paused.

There was a moment of silence on the other end, then she said, "Then come back, and we'll talk properly."

I hummed in response, hung up, and got up to wash.

After I was done, Harry sent me a message using someone else's phone.

He completely ignored my breakup message from last night, selfishly stating: "You were too much yesterday. You made that girl cry for a long time. It took me ages to calm her down. When we get back, you need to treat her to dinner and apologize."

"As for the wedding, consider this a punishment for you. Next time, don't bully people so casually."

Looking at his message, my eyes filled with mockery.

What did I do to make him think I couldn’t live without him?

I lowered my head and replied, "We've already broken up. What you do has nothing to do with me. Don't contact me again."

After sending the message, I blocked that number as well.

Done with that, I took my luggage and checked out of the hotel.

When I got home, my mom was still pacing angrily in the living room.

I thought she was on my side, standing up for me, so I said softly, "Mom, don't be angry. I've broken up with him. We won't have anything to do with each other ever again."

These words were like lighting a fuse.

My mom instantly flared up, glaring at me with disappointment. "Because of such a small matter, you want to break up? When you're being unreasonable, did you ever think about where I'd put my face?"

Hearing this, I froze, looking at her with wide eyes and utter astonishment.

It turned out her anger wasn't because of Harry's despicable actions, but because I had decisively broken up with him.

In an instant, my whole body started trembling uncontrollably.

"Mom, are you saying I should just tolerate it?"

"What else? It's normal for men to be unfaithful. You're the one he's about to marry. Why bother with those common mistresses outside?"

My mom earnestly tried to persuade me, but I felt a chill shoot up from the soles of my feet.

My dad was a scoundrel in his youth, always having affairs. At first, my mom would argue and fight with him, but later, after seeing it too often, she got used to it, only asking him to send money home on time each month.

To this day, he lives freely outside, with her as his wife in name only.

Which neighbors haven't gossiped about us behind our backs?

She knew how painful it was to be stuck in such a marriage, so why did she want to drag me into it too?

"Mom, this isn't the marriage I want! I want a loyal husband..."

"What dream are you living in?" My mom impatiently cut me off. "I don't care what you think, you will get married whether you want to or not! The invitations have already been sent out. If you back out now, you're disgracing me!"

"No more talk, come with me now to find Harry. We'll apologize to him, and once he forgives you, we'll discuss the new wedding date."

Her words infuriated me so much I almost couldn't breathe.