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Three years after we broke up, Elias suddenly appeared at my engagement party. I was raising a toast with my fiancé, while he sat in the corner, wearing a hat, his eyes full of sorrow. The moment our eyes met, he mouthed, "Don't marry him." For a brief moment, I was taken aback, but I scoffed and ignored him. He suddenly lost it, surged through the crowd, and snatched the glass from my hands. He begged, "Julia, just don't marry him, okay? He's a jerk." I let out a mocking laugh. Come on, Elias. You weren't anything noble either.