Leave the Wrong Man,Marry the Right Love

In the eighth year of being with Harrison Shaw, he felt bored and turned to a youthful and charming female college student.

As he walked up to me with his new girlfriend, I remained calm and collected, taking off my engagement ring and placing it on her finger.

"It suits you perfectly. Here's a toast to your happiness together," I said.

On the day we registered our marriage, I received a barrage of frantic calls from Harrison, who was furious on the other end.

"Nina Nash, who the hell wants to marry you? Do you think this will make me bow to you? Dream on."