front of me.
It was our engagement ring, Harry and I.
Janet innocently said, “Valery, when you left, could you also throw this away? Harry said it was old last night and I wore a new one with him. You wouldn’t mind, would you?”
I was about to shake my head, but I was lifted up by a pair
ir of big hands, and the ring was kicked back to Harry’s feet
“Are you without hands or without feet? Throw away your own rubbish!”
I turned around and saw Cristofer with an angry face, he had arrived so quickly!
Harry’s bewildered expression turned into fury the moment he realized what he was seeing: “Why are you back? Valery is mine now!”
As soon as these words were spoken,
boken, everyone was stunned.
a servant?”
Janet’s face turned extremely embarrassed. She probably didn’t expect Harry to announce our identities in front of everyone.
Cristoler seemed to have heard a joke, with a sarcastic smile on his lips: “Your person? You embraced her and treated her
like a ser
“Is she your woman? Ask the people in your company. For eight years, who knew she was your girlfriend? Not only does she obey your every command, but she also watches you leave her time and time again, rushing to another woman.”
well, but I was still mistaken.”
“Harry, I used to think that you were brave and that you would genuinely treat her well,
Christopher looked at him mockingly, grabbed my hand tightly, and led me away.
I hadn’t seen him for eight years,
but thes
sense of security he exuded still put me at ease.
He made me sit in the car and prepared my favorite milk tea and snacks for me. I could freely expose my not–so–elegant eating habits.
And before, Harry left the snack crumbs in the car and mockest me like a ple
But later in Janet’s post, all of it was Harry Indulgently opening snack bags for her.
I couldn’t help it anymore, tears filled my eyes and streamed down my face.
Cristofer slowly wiped away my tears, his words filled with pity: “Once we leave this time, we will never come back again. I will protect you for the rest my life.
I didn’t speak, I just let him embrace me and felt his stubble gently brushing against my forehead.
He took me to the hotel and tacitly opened two rooms. I relaxed and freshened up, and then Cristofer knocked on the door.
I opened the door and saw a cup of rich milk.
“In college, we used to take a walk every night, and you always wanted to buy a cup of hot milk.”
I nodded vigorously, drank it all in one gulp, without wasting a drop.
He smiled and ruffled my hair, “Alright, rest early. I will handle everything in the next few days, and then we will leave this place.”
I returned to bed and in my dream, I remembered all the past moments with Cristofer and Harry
Cristofer and I were classmates, and he excelled in his studies. He was even a well–known top student in the school, and was recommended to study abroad.
both he and I understood that this opportunity was r
was rare, and if we gave up, we would never have it again.
And when he found out that I didn’t want to go for his sake, he kept targeting me relentlessly, all because of his so–called fans and support
