The One Who Loved Me Till the End was Not You

My boyfriend, Rodney Prater, took me to the party that his company held. At the venue, the gas stove suddenly exploded.

Rodney's first reaction was to protect his female subordinate next to him.

The colleagues next to him were afraid that I would be angry, so they all comforted me, saying, "Rodney is just too responsible. After all, it's a company gathering. It's not good if she gets hurt. But You're his woman, so it's fine."

But I picked up my bag and turned to leave, saying, "Thanks. But I don't dare to love such a man like him."