After talking with my dad, I went back to the house I shared with Bethany.

She finally woke up that night, and then realized I was back.

"Why didn't you wake me? Were you on the sofa the whole time?"

Bethany seemed afraid that I was angry, and she spoke softly.

"Yeah." I answered coldly.

Bethany didn't seem angry and sat down beside me.

"Carter, please don't be angry, I was wrong, give me another chance."

"Let's get dinner tonight, my treat."

I looked at the TV, and my face didn't show anything.

"I am going to take over the foreign branch."

Bethany's face immediately darkened.

"When?"

"The latest, in two weeks, I will settle some affairs."

Bethany suddenly stood in front of me.

"Why didn't you talk to me about this?"

"If you go abroad, what will I do? Do you really not care if you leave me alone?"

I looked up at Bethany.

"I think it's good, and we need to take a break."

"It's like you said, it doesn't matter if we get married."

"So we can focus on our businesses, right?"

My voice was calm, too calm, and cold.

Bethany frowned.

"You always want to go abroad when there's a problem. Are you sure I'm not stopping you?"

"You want to go abroad because you're always using me as a reason to stop you."

I shook my head. "No, I don't want to go abroad when there's a problem, but you've been using excuses to hold me back."

"Maybe we need a break and you can look into your heart."

Bethany waved her hand.

"Alright, we can talk about this more when we calm down."

"I want to take you to dinner tonight, and apologize for yesterday, okay?"

I thought about it and nodded. "Okay, it's the least we can do."

Bethany got dressed.

She held my arm and we went to leave.

It was always like that. She would try to make me soft.

But this time, I had made my decision.

"We're going to a delicious diner."

"I was with Cody…"

Bethany paused in the car.

She glanced at me and saw that I wasn't reacting. Then she was relieved.

But suddenly, she screamed.

"Oh no! Cody's in trouble…"

She quickly gave me her phone.

Cody had posted on social media.

"I regret everything since the breakup, I know I was wrong, but I still love you."

"If heaven is punishing me, then take my life, and make up for my mistake."

"I don't know if it hurts when the knife goes in…"

The picture showed Cody holding a knife to his wrist.

Bethany was so excited.

"Oh no! He's depressed, and he wants to die."

"Carter, I need to go to the hospital. I need to help him."

I looked at the picture coldly, and it was just a little cut.

When we get there, it will have healed.

"You can go. I'll get something to eat."

I was thinking of letting her go. Bethany looked at me, pleading.

"We don't have time to take a taxi, I have to go as soon as possible."

I got it.

I got out of the car and gave Bethany the keys.

I watched her drive off without looking back, and laughed.

Cody was obviously the most important person in her life.

Me? I was just a tool.

But whatever. We were going to be apart.

I'm leaving, and there was no need to worry about everything.