After I Stopped Loving Him, He Broke Down

Synopsis

Because I slapped Isaac Stewart's assistant, he left me penniless, stranded alone on a foreign street. For three years, I roamed the streets, starving, getting beaten, and being picked on. Three years later, Isaac finally remembered me. The moment he laid eyes on me, I saw nothing but disgust in his gaze. I looked at myself in the mirror, who was sallow, gaunt, and skinny. He asked, "Have three years abroad taught you any sense?" I nodded blankly, too afraid he'd send me abroad again. I stopped clinging to him and took the initiative to cancel our engagement. Isaac, however, was displeased. His eyes reddened as he demanded, "Didn't you say you'd always like me? Emily, is your promise really that cheap?" I bit his hand hard. "Who are you? I don't know you."