Ch. Love Leaving the Port 7 Love Leaving the Port 7

I shook my head firmly, “Ethan, I don’t care 

about you and Jenny. I have a new life here, 

and I won’t go back. Leave.” 

“What new life! You!…” 

Exhausted and blood loss from the tattoo, he 

fainted. 

He woke up at 11 PM. 

Seeing a glass of water, he happily left the 

room, ignoring his discomfort to find me. 

On the rooftop, he saw me kissing Liam. 

His heart constricted! 

He lunged forward, grabbing Liam’s collar, 

“What are you doing to Sarah?” 

He could no longer pretend Liam was just a 

neighbor. 

“Who gave you permission to touch my 

wife?!” 

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Liam laughed, “Your wife? Ethan, did you ever 

truly cherish Sarah?” 

“You!” 

Before Ethan could react, Liam punched him. “Smith, if Sarah wasn’t kind, I would’ve 

thrown you to the wolves. She’s my fiancée, 

even if you bother her, she won’t look at you.” 

Ethan froze, incredulously looking at me, “Is that true? Sarah, we’ve only been separated for a month, and you’re engaged?” 

I hadn’t told him I’d accepted Liam’s proposal after learning about Jenny’s pregnancy. 

I leaned on Liam’s shoulder, smiling, and 

nodded. 

Ethan, bewildered, trembled, “Sarah, are you 

crazy? You’re my wife. I didn’t agree to the 

divorce, yet you’re with another man. How 

dare you?” 

Why not dare? 

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I tilted my head, blinking playfully, “Does your agreement matter? Ethan, you think too 

highly of yourself. I’m telling you for the last 

time, you’re worthless to me. We’re over.” Ignoring the devastated Ethan, I held Liam’s 

hand, continuing to enjoy the moon. 

Nobody knew when Ethan left, but he didn’t 

go back. He bought an apartment overlooking the vineyard. 

Every day, besides video conferencing with 

management, he would drive to the vineyard 

gate, with different flowers or gifts I’d 

mentioned, watching me. 

I ignored him, never changing my plans. 

Nine years of a miserable marriage taught 

me: Never change your life for a man. 

Work, socialize. I only care about my own 

happiness. 

Ethan was likely clinging to me because 

Grandpa Smith wanted me back. 

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So I called Grandpa Smith, telling him I had a fiancé and a new life, asking him not to force Ethan to stay in England. 

For a month after that call, surprisingly, he 

still waited outside the vineyard, watching me 

from afar. 

Liam lost his patience. 

One night, after a party, we saw Ethan with 

white roses. 

As I got out of the car, fireworks erupted. 

Liam had repeatedly watched Ethan’s 

proposal video. I’d been captivated by the 

fireworks and accepted his proposal. 

Seeing me distracted, Liam ran to Ethan and 

started fighting, “Ethan! You shameless 

homewrecker! You’re so pathetic, clinging to 

my fiancée!”