Not only did Lucas not come, but he also happily lay on a bed with Susan.

I didn't receive any calls or messages from him, but I saw Susan's Instagram.

"I'm glad to meet him."

The picture showed Susan cuddling in Lucas' arms with flowers.

Looking at her Instagram, I shook my head self-deprecatingly, and sent the last message to him.

"We should break up." I calmly said.

Then I took out the SIM card, boarded the plane to the continent region after rescheduling.