His Heart Beat for Her, So I Left Chapter 08

His Heart Beat for Her, So I Left Chapter 08

Serena’s POV 

Jacob disappeared for half a month. 

From his social feed, I could see that he had been to a lot of places. On a beach, women in bikinis crowded around him. On a yacht, strangers of all kinds surrounded him. He went through champagne tower after champagne tower in a single night, drinking himself blackout drunk before collapsing on random street corners. 

Jacob posted a lot of selfies. In every single 

photo, he was smiling. Every photo held the same 

wild, unbridled grin–as if nothing in the world 

could trouble him. 

Ryan sent me a message: [Has Jacob lost his mind? Look at the group chat.] 

The messages were timestamped 4 AM. He must have been completely drunk. He had posted our 

mating photos in the group, along with the 

ceremony invitation. Then he tagged everyone, 

announcing our wedding. 

[I, Jacob Blackwood, promise to respect her, 

protect her, and spend the rest of my life with her. 

Poor or rich, sick or healthy–doesn’t matter. 

@Serena, your turn. 

The group was usually active even late at night, 

but this time, no one dared to say a word. So 

Jacob just kept tagging me over and over. 

Come out, Serena. 

You promised you’d love me forever. Let me love 

you this time, please. 

Come out. Please. Don’t leave me.] 

From four in the morning until seven. 

Three full hours. 

Ryan asked: [Did something really happen 

between you two?] 

I replied: [We dated. Secretly for ten years. Already 

broke up.] 

Ryan said: [No wonder. I’ve been going to his place. 

the last few days, and I keep finding him passed 

out drunk in the garage. I was starting to think he’d 

lost his mind.] 

[Don’t worry about him.] 

After sending that, I turned off my phone. 

That relationship he had once refused to make public–the one he had practically looked down on 

-in the end, he was the one who exposed it. 

himself. 

Too bad it was already over. 

Every bit of this was his own doing. 

As soon as I got off work, I saw Jacob standing 

across the street. 

Half a month was all it took for him to waste 

away. His suit hung baggy on his gaunt, 

emaciated frame. He looked exhausted and worn. 

down. 

I tried to ignore him. 

But Jacob climbed over the railing and walked 

straight into the middle of the road. 

Rush–hour traffic filled the road. 

He just kept staring at me. 

Cars swerved around him, inches away. Drivers. 

cursed at him as they passed. 

Ryan was right. Jacob really had lost his mind. 

He’d gone recklessly self–destructive. 

He walked up to me and reached for my sleeve. 

But right before his fingers touched the fabric, he 

pulled them back. 

“I don’t want you to hate me…” His voice was so 

quiet I could barely hear it. 

“Serena, what am I supposed to do…” 

“I didn’t catch that.” 

“What?” 

Jacob looked up and gave me a weak smile. 

“Nothing. Serena, can you make me a meal?” 

I didn’t want to cause a scene in public, so I took. 

Jacob back to my rental apartment and made a 

bowl of plain noodles. 

“Eat this, then leave.” 

He held the bowl and ate almost like he was 

praying. Tears dripped into the soup, one after 

another. They were the only salt in it. 

I used to cook for Jacob all the time. Everything 

made just the way he liked it, different every time. 

When he was in a good mood, he’d eat two big 

bowls. When he wasn’t, he wouldn’t even touch it. 

He’d just let the food go cold without a second 

glance. 

If I’d served him this plain fare in the past, he would have frozen me out for days on end. 

Not like now. 

The noodles were gone. The soup was gone. 

People always crave what’s out of reach, and only regret their mistakes once they’ve lost everything. 

“I’ve tried so many things…” Jacob broke down 

sobbing. 

“I tried to forget you, Serena. 

But I can’t. 

I numbed myself with alcohol until I passed out. 

But even in my dreams, I still see you. 

Serena, tell me what to do. 

What else can I do?” 

I looked down, avoiding his face. 

“I’ll get on my knees for you. Please.” 

Jacob dropped to the floor with a thud.