In this relationship, I neglected my own existence and even mistreated my family, so much so that I didn't even notice that my mom was seriously ill.
My mom's illness was already in the late stage when I found out.
Mom should have felt that I gave everything for this relationship, but she didn't say anything because she knew that I loved Bella and she respected my choice.
Touching the coffin, I wanted to go back in time and slap myself hard to wake up.
After setting up the funeral parlor, I sat on the sofa and sent messages one by one, canceling the engagement. As the groom, I didn't invite many guests, only ten, and they would sit at the farthest table from the stage.
It was not that I didn't want to invite many friends, but Bella didn't allow it. She said she invited people with status and reputation, while the people I invited would be embarrassing.
She was particularly generous with this table.
I agreed to such outrageous requests. Why did Bella ignore my small request?
Bella, you were heartless.
"Mr. Martin, I'm sorry, there is no hall available."
The next day, the staff at the funeral home told me some bad news.