You Were My Starry Sky

That rainy night, I broke up with him because I thought he was poor. I was forced by my parents to marry a domestic violence hypocrite. After the divorce, I ran a street stall in a night market and lived like a dust in the market. I heard about him again and found out that he was already a business owner and was about to marry the noble man who helped him. I regretted so much that my heart was broken, but I was no longer worthy of his radiance. On the day of his wedding, I quietly arrived holding his favorite baby's breath. Seeing him happy on the stage, I red-eyed and said with a smile: I wish you happiness. From then on, he had a stable life for the rest of his life, and I had a lifelong regret. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.