After I Left, Mr. Jiang Regretted It Like Crazy

My fiancé had an IQ of 140 and a photographic memory, yet he forgot to buy an engagement ring when he proposed, forgot the household registration booklet when we went to register our marriage, and forgot to show up on our wedding day. He was busy helping his childhood sweetheart save her wedding at the venue next door. My mother had a heart attack the moment she saw it. I begged my fiancé to come explain himself at her bedside, but the man who was usually so distant sweetly called my childhood sweetheart’s mother “Mom,” saying I was just a junior who wouldn’t stop chasing him. Later, I arranged my mother’s funeral alone and applied for an overseas assignment. When I got home to pack, my fiancé had just returned from his honeymoon with his childhood sweetheart, looking pleased with himself. He smiled and said, “Ranran, is your aunt feeling better? Let’s pick another auspicious date for the wedding so she can be happy.” He didn’t know that from the moment my mother died, there could never be anything between us again.