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He said that he would not marry her.
Because as his wife, she must prepare three meals a day, take care of her husband and children, and serve
her parents-in-law.
He couldn't bear to let her go.
| stared at the screen and felt like something was pressing on my chest, making it hard to breathe.
But | didn’t argue or make a fuss.
The next day, | went back to the TV station.
Jackson didn’t know that I also had a form.
It was an application form for transfer to Africa.
| was going to be a war correspondent.
The moment | signed my name, | took a deep breath.
The person | really loved was still on the battlefield.
| was going to find him back.
“You're going back to being a doctor?!”
The exclamation rang out abruptly in the hospital corridor that morning.
| handed over my reassignment application form, my tone unusually calm.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“Yes, I'd like to be stationed permanently in the DRC.”
The director froze for a moment, taking the form from me, his frown deepening as he read.
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He sighed softly, as though struggling to find the right words.
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“Three years ago, your work in the DRC impressed everyone. But now? You just started your marriage leave!
You're about to get married-how can you take such a risk?”
He stared at me, clearly waiting for a reasonable explanation.
| lowered my eyes, my fingers pressing lightly together. Then, after a brief pause, | spoke softly.
“I'm not getting married anymore.”
“What?”
The director's expression turned to shock.
| raised my head, meeting his gaze directly, my tone resolute:
“Yes, I'm calling off the wedding.”
Last night.
Jackson had gone out to shop for wedding tableware and askedto send him the list of items saved on his
computer.
When | opened the folder labeled “Wedding Plans,” | accidentally clicked into another sheet.
It was a record of his past relationships.
Six women, each meticulously documented with details like height, appearance, family background,
and personality traits.
My entry was at the very top.
Name: Zoey.
Family Background: Orphaned, simple social connections.
Personality: Dutiful, motherly, unambitious.
Remarks: Good at housework, capable of bearing children.
The most glaring part was a line he had highlighted in yellow:
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“Suitable for marriage.”
My fingers froze on the keyboard, a wave of heat rising to my eyes.
After a few seconds, | took a deep breath and scrolled down.
The evaluations for the other women were equally cold and clinical:
“Extravagant lifestyle, not considered.”
“Lazy habits, not considered.”
“Has a younger brother, not considered.”
until the final entry.
The woman's nwas Sara. Her page contained no ratings or detailed analysis.
It was blank-except for a single line in the remarks section:
“You are a bird, destined to soar proudly into the distance.”
Her nis Sara
This time, | didn’t hesitate.
| closed the folder, deleted all the files, and opened another one.
It was my unfinished application form-for a position as a doctor in the DRC.
Not long ago, I'd heard they were desperately in need of a surgeon.
As | signed my nat the bottom of the form, I finally understood:
| was never meant to stay in a cage that shackled a bird.
But more importantly, the man | truly loved was still there.
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