She told me anxiously: “Olivia, it’s terrible! Eight men came looking for you, all claiming to be your boyfriend. Now they’re fighting! You better go take a look! It’s getting violent,
there’s blood!”
When I returned with my chicken, I indeed saw my eight ex–boyfriends.
They all looked disheveled and bruised, still fighting each other.
I stared in shock.
Why weren’t these guys standing by for their goddess’s beck and call? What were they doing here?
How unlucky!
I covered my face, preparing to sneak back home.
But Jack Thompson spotted me.
He coldly said: “Olivia Clarke, explain yourself. What’s the deal with these other seven?”
As soon as Jack finished speaking.
The others all stopped fighting and angrily turned to look at me.
They were still frozen in poses of grabbing each other’s ties and arms.
Holding my chicken, I felt slightly awkward.
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I pinched myself, then said with reddened eyes in a soft voice: “Stop fighting! Don’t fight over me anymore!”
Good, this time I learned from Sophia Lin’s playbook.
But it didn’t work.
They still glared at me furiously.
Their expressions were even fiercer than when Ryan had his arm around me that day.
They all looked like they’d been utterly betrayed.
Ryan Chen’s gold chains had been yanked off. He forcefully let go of Ethan Brooks across from him and yelled angrily: “Olivia Clarke, you dare cheat on me?!”
Ethan Brooks straightened his tie.
With a dark expression he said: “You found seven other men behind my back.
Impressive.”
Boyfriend number four wiped blood from the corner of his mouth and said through gritted teeth: “I’ve never been played like this before. Well done, Olivia Clarke. Claiming to love me while juggling eight guys behind my back. You think I’m an idiot?”
Boyfriend number five was the most badly beaten, with two black eyes. He screamed at me hysterically: “Olivia Clarke, tell me, out of us eight, who do you really love?”
Wait, weren’t you all getting along fine in front of Sophia Lin?
Why are you making such a fuss over a substitute like me?!
This doesn’t make sense!
So I tried imitating Sophia Lin’s style.
Teary–eyed and emotional, I tentatively said:
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on,
“You’re all my best friends, and you all have the closest relationship with me. From now
don’t ask who I love most! In my eyes, you’re all equally important to me. Even if I have a child someday, you’ll all be the child’s godfathers! Turn your open competition into secret care – take care of me, take care of our child. Let the child be the happiest in the world,
loved by eight dads. Wouldn’t that be nice?”
After I finished speaking, I looked at them with tear–filled eyes.
Then I saw all eight ex–boyfriends with expressions like they’d just eaten shit.
Okay, this time I hit the mark.
Ethan Brooks looked at me with disgust, like he was looking at a lunatic.
“You think you’re worthy of being my backup? Dream on.”
Jack Thompson said coldly: “You’ve been a substitute too long and started thinking you’re the real deal. I’m warning you, don’t try to play games with me.”
Everything was going well.
But then a traitor appeared among them.
Ryan Chen lifted his chin and said condescendingly: “You begged me before, wanting to stay by my side forever. Fin
I’ll agree now. As long as you cut ties with them from now on,
I can forgive your past transgressions.”
As soon as he finished speaking, everyone else turned to glare coldly at Ryan Chen.
