Chapter 3
I didn’t receive any messages from Ethan, but I got a call from Oliver Smith.
“Guess who I ran into in Los Angeles?”
“Oliver, I don’t care. Stop calling me from different numbers.”
As I was about to hang up, I heard the smugness he was trying to suppress in his voice:
you
“Sophia, don’t you understand why Ethan disappeared for so long? He doesn’t want to marry you. He minds that ye
used to chase me.”
“He only got close to you to get back at me. He’s not someone worth entrusting yourself to at all.”
“What exactly are you trying to say?” I was getting impatient.
“Sophia, at least besides you who liked me for ten years, I don’t have any other girls around me…
I sat up and raised my voice, “Oliver, you’re doing this on purpose, aren’t you?”
“It’s been five years, but you’re still so keen on driving a wedge between us.
“But let me tell you, no matter what, this is my choice. I’m willing to bet on it and absolutely will not turn back.” Oliver fell silent for a moment, then said something unrelated, “I sent you something. You’ll find it interesting.” After hanging up, I received a video.
In the dim light, a girl stood face to face with E
Ethan
He exhaled a smoke ring, his expression as casual as ever.
Amidst cheers and shouts, the girl tiptoed up and kissed his lips.
And he didn’t dodge it
The video ended there.
Topened the girl’s social media account.
She had already updated her post: “How is this not a success?”
The photo showed the two of them kissing.
I felt so sick I wanted to throw up. I ran to the bathroom and dry heaved over the toilet for a long time.
Then I remembered I hadn’t eaten all day. What could I possibly vomit out?
At that moment, my stomach pain made me convulse uncontrollably.
I forced myself to endure the pain and crawled into bed, curling up into a ball.
Suddenly I recalled when Ethan and I had just made our relationship official. I wanted to see the stars from the mountain top in the middle of the night.
Without a word, he indulged my little whim and drove me up the mountain overnight
The midnight air was slightly cool. He held me gently, his body heat transferring to me. He bent down and asked carefully, “The moonlight is so beautiful. Sophia, may I kiss you?”
In the end, there’s no going back
I dozed off in a daze until the middle of the night when I heard movement in the living room.
I broke out in a cold sweat, too weak to get up.
The next second, the bedroom light turned on.
The glaring brightness made me unable to open my eyes.
I heard Ethan’s anxious volca, “Sophie, what’s wrong with
