"Claire, I was just joking with them that day, trying to show off..."
Ryan cautiously looked up at me.
Whether it was a joke or the truth, we both knew.
My love should not be a tool for your bragging.
After dating Ryan for so many years, it felt like I was raising a child who would never grow up—
Not only managing my own life but also protecting his fragile ego.
"Claire, believe me, I didn’t betray you!"
I packed up my things and left,
ignoring the tears that were about to fall from his eyes.
When he saw that this tactic wasn’t working, he switched to his face-changing routine:
"Claire, don’t think you can do whatever you want just because you have my love!"
"I’ll be waiting for the day you come begging me to take you back!"
His face turned cold, and he gritted his teeth, ready to make me pay.
But I won’t regret it.
You might not know, but on my alternate account, you’re my only friend.
Under a notorious solicitation account, there’s a line that reads, "You have a friend following this page."
I brainwashed myself into blindly trusting you, that’s all.
Besides, my colleagues in the entertainment section had already told me—
Your mom has found you a fiancée for an arranged marriage.