Diana's phone kept ringing, but she refused to answer; it was Brian. Eventually, she was so vexed by it that she turned her phone off.

"It is better to tell him what you're thinking," Carol tried to persuade Diana.

Diana shook her head. "Carol, not today."

Carol sighed and fell into silence. After a while, she spoke again, "Diana, I have something to tell you... I'm going to be engaged!"

Diana immediately sat up on the bed. "With Kyle?"

Carol nodded shyly.

Diana was astonished; they were moving so fast!

"Diana, do you think it is too soon?" Carol asked. "It feels like I've been living in a dream recently."

Diana didn't know how to reply.

Carol continued, "Diana, I have no experience in love. In the beginning, my parents asked me to marry Brian. But he loves you. And then I met Kyle. He is so good to me, he is just perfect."

Diana hugged Carol and asked, "So you are truly happy?"

Carol nodded. "I really am."

Diana hugged her firmly. "Well, as long as you are happy, I am too."

"Diana, will you come to my engagement ceremony?"

"What are you thinking? Of course, I will be there. You are my best friend!"

When Diana woke up the next morning, Carol had already left. She had to prepare a lot of things for her engagement party. A marriage between Mr. Jefferson's only daughter and a member of the William family was no ordinary event.

Thinking about last night, Diana was still disappointed by Brian's behavior. After some consideration, she decided to move back to her family home.

Diana took a taxi to Brian's house. He wasn't at home. The only people there were the servants, going about their chores. Seeing her, they greeted her, politely, "Miss Anderson."

Looking around the house and thinking of all the good times spent there, Diana felt rather sad to be leaving.

Diana went upstairs to fetch her suitcase, and on her way back, she stopped for a moment outside Brian's bedroom. She didn't plan to go inside but suddenly found herself opening the door.

She walked over to Brian's desk, covered in neatly arranged files. Touching the table where he always worked, Diana almost felt like he was there, watching her leave.

Diana wandered over to Brian's bed and happened to notice a long hair, right in the middle of the sheets. She walked over and picked it up. It was so long that it couldn't be Brian's; it must be Vera's! Diana felt as if her heart was being crushed, and she found it hard to breathe. Throwing the hair back on the bed, she grabbed her suitcase and stormed out of the house.

A relatively peaceful taxi journey later, Diana arrived at her family home. With everyone away, Diana felt like the house looked rather large for just one person, and she felt a sudden wave of loneliness.

Looking at the clinic's 'Impotence Specialist' sign hanging outside, Diana was reminded of Brian.

"Liar!" Diana shouted as she kicked the sign. Her kick knocked the sign to the ground, and it landed in a large puddle at her feet. She stepped angrily over the puddle and went into the house.

Brian was worried. He'd tried calling Diana many times, but he got no answer.

"Boss." His assistant knocked at the door.

"Come in."

His assistant put a pile of papers on his table and said, "Boss, here is the data for the last three months."

"Thanks," Brian answered. And then his assistant walked out quietly.

Brian tried his best to study the files in front of him, but it was impossible to concentrate. So, he threw the file on the table, grabbed his coat, and left the office.

Brian was desperate to see Diana and drove straight home to find out what was going on.

Unable to find her downstairs, Brian went up and opened the door to Diana's bedroom.

"Diana…?" Brian called out her name but found she wasn't there either. What's more, all her stuff was gone!

Brian rushed downstairs and ran straight into a maid on the stairs.

"Where is Diana?" Brian asked desperately.

The maid was frightened by his nervous look. "Miss Anderson? Isn't she in her room? She only came back recently."

Brian still had no answers. He strode past the maid and took out his phone to call Diana.

Diana glanced at her phone. It was Brian, yet again. She thought about it for a while and realized she should probably tell him her decision.

"Hello?" Diana answered.

"Diana, where are you?" Brian was excited to hear Diana's voice.

Taking a deep breath, Diana said, "Brian, I want to break up with you."

"I don't agree. Who gave you permission to break up with me?" Brian barked.

"I am serious, I've had enough!"

"Diana!" Brian suddenly raised his voice dramatically. "Where are you?" Brian wanted to see Diana so that they could talk about it.

But Diana was unwilling to see him and ended the call without telling him her location.

The clipped sound of the call being terminated made Brian furious. He tried hard to think of where Diana might be. And then he called Carol.

"Hello?" Carol was discussing the details of her engagement ceremony with the event planner.

"Carol, is Diana with you?" Brian asked anxiously.

"It's none of your business."

"Carol, tell me, please! Diana has moved out all her belongings. I am worried about her," Brian begged.

Brian had always acted so arrogantly with Carol. And now he was pleading with her. Carol was certainly not used to this more vulnerable side of him.

"Diana slept in my home last night. But she left this morning."

"Thank you, Carol." Brian ended the call and got straight in his car, heading for Diana's home.

After her phone call with Brian, Diana sat on the floor, hugging her knees. Her heart was broken, and there was nothing that could fix it.

Immersed in her sadness, Diana heard someone knocking at the door. She stood up and walked to the door to see who was there.

"Diana, open the door!" Brian shouted through the letterbox.