I began to investigate him and discovered that he lied about his parentage and his age. Everybody thinks I’m Eurasian or Malay-Chinese, so I guess that’s why he claimed he’s Portuguese-Indian. He was one magazine’s Most Eligible Bachelor and, as I discovered, four years older than me.

In my opinion, a friendship/relationship shouldn’t be built on lies. I didn’t understand why he wouldn’t give me his name card. When he contacted me again in October and again last month, I confronted him. He gave me all sorts of excuses and insisted on not giving me his name card.

Then he cancelled our movie date and all for frivolous reasons – relatives visiting him and he had forgotten he had a tennis training session.

After I met him, I ended my relationship with another guy. In order to forget him now, I have dated another five men. Despite those men being financially more stable and genuinely interested in looking for a wife, none of them could make me feel the way I did with him.

I’m facing a dilemma now. I’ll be 28 soon and am without a man to share my life with.

When I was with him, I actually thought what beautiful children we could have together. I do not think I need to have sex with him in order to show how much I adore him. If he is sincere, he should be willing to wait.

Should I contact him again and see whether we can work things out? Should I just accept him and his past lies?

Pining For Love

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