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Once we got into the car, Kera instantly released me and scooted further away. He crossed his arms and let out a cold snort.
1 lagchel, knowing he was jealous. Interestingly enough, this was my first time experiencing having a guy get jealous over me.
Fugene had never cared about me. Once, I’d tried to catch his attention by making him jealous. I’d asked a guy to help me out–we’d gotten off work and Avon together, even posting social media updates that seemed like private jokes.
I waited and waited for Fugene to ask what was going on between me and that guy, but he didn’t do anything even after a week of that,
In the end, I was the one who couldn’t resist asking why he wasn’t mad upon seeing me getting off work and eating with another guy. What Eugene said to me that day was something I would remember forever.
Held merely looked at me indifferently before saying, “I don’t care,”
Those three words became etched onto my heart.
In comparison, Ezra was so clearly upset when Eugene had merely shown himself before me. Perhaps this was the difference between someone who loved me and someone who didn’t.
I returned to my senses and wrapped my arms around Ezra’s waist, pressing my head to his chest. “Come on, don’t be mad. You’re going to be a groom soon, and being angry will make you ugly. You want to be my handsome groom, don’t you?”
He feigned anger and asked, “Are you saying I don’t look good?”
I held up my hands in surrender. “Of course not! You’re the most handsome guy in the world.”
Tara and the others sat in front. They couldn’t help laughing at our conversation and chattered on about how they never expected to see me act like this again. They regretted not recording me earlier.
We thoroughly enjoyed ourselves after moving to a new spot. When the party was over, Ezra took me home. He and I hung out downstairs for a long time before reluctantly parting
I went upstairs. To my surprise, I saw Eugene inside the apartment upon opening the door.
