“I have something to say.” It wasn’t a mutter. Elaine gazed earnestly at her fiancé, but he didn’t even turn his head. “It’s important, Blake.” He narrowed his eyes as if annoyed, exhaling a sigh. If she couldn’t say it this time, there might never be another chance. She had only one year left. “Please break off the engagement, Your Grace.” “If you’re trying to attract my attention again, please stop. I’m tired of it now.” As if a perfect mask had shattered, Blake’s face contorted. To think she had worked so hard to marry such a person. Suppressing the desire to flee, Elaine said with difficulty, “Break off the engagement. Really.” Now, I won’t love you anymore.