Chapter 1
I had a secret relationship with my best friend’s brother, Oscar Wellington, for four years.
Today was our fourth anniversary, and I secretly went to the city where he was on a business trip to give him a surprise.
However, I heard them talking and laughing at the hotel
entrance.
“Oscar, Donna Jenkins is back now. Are you planning to rekindle your relationship with her or continue having fun with your girlfriend?”
“Yes, tomorrow is Donna’s 26th birthday. Do you want to get back together and propose? It will also be a good opportunity to fulfill your original promise.”
“If you ask me, just ignore it. She was so heartless as she broke up with you, so you should let her experience it once.”
Everyone was joking with Oscar.
He didn’t say anything, nor did he respond.
Oscar wasn’t too surprised by my sudden arrival.
The next day, he took me to Donna’s birthday party.
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At the banquet, it seemed as if nothing that happened yesterday had ever happened.
Oscar was very considerate to me, his eyes full of doting.
But as Donna ran away with rears, he abandoned me and chased after her in panic.
That night, I opened the private photo album on Oscar’s computer.
Looking at the intimate photos of him and Donna, I completely gave up and called my father, Patrick Moore.
“Dad, I agree to the marriage alliance.”
There was silence on the other end of the line for a moment.
It seemed like he didn’t expect me to turn around so quickly.
My dad, Patrick, was a little surprised, and there was a hint of worry in his tone.
“Bella, did something happen to you?”
I suppressed the bitterness in my heart and pretended to be calm, saying, “I’m fine, Dad, and I’ve figured it out. I was just too willful.
“My marriage alliance with the Brown family is beneficial for our cooperation with the company, and besides, you must have carefully considered the matter of marriage alliance for me.”
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Thats brand?
Swing that my attitude was fine, Patrick finally breathed a sigh of relie
want to develop in the long run and propose a manage. I’m very pleased that
The economy has been bad in recent years, but luckily, I have connected with the Brown family. They also want you are men ble and consedenta.
A midden bitterbea weled up in my heart, and I couldn’t help but into
After Langng up the phone, I booked a fight back to to three days later.
At an nelock midnight, Onnar still didn’t go home.
Tealed up in the quilt, looking at the photos on the computer, Sexing mixed emotions
www my dry low.
However, after four years of dating, our relationship had never be made public.
Even my best trend, Sharon Wellington, didn’t know about it.
Oscar told me that he would wast until he was worthy of mo batons making our relationship public.
Chapter
How Iunderstood.
He didnt make it public because I was soret the one he loved.
Maybe because I got caught in the ran on the way back.
In the middle of the night, woke up from my sleep in de only to feel my whole body boring.
I took my cell phone and riberanously wanted to dial that famlar number.
The moment I pred the button down, I suddenly woke up.
Maybe should slowly get used to life without him.
I closed my eyan and prepared to just get through it,
Sudden the door locked.
Arapoding light phone in
I was stunned, and then a profarm hands wrapped around my waist,
The our chanks toochad. I heard his concerned woun
Thy are you hot? Do you have a lover?
Itly broke from Oscars hand, speating in a calm tone.
okay. I’ve taban the medicine, and Ill be fine her a good
How can the pomblem
Oscar frowned slightly, his tone brocking on refiul, Til take you to the b
And than, be
# hospital. ”
It was the mod of a woman’s perfume, not mine.
I frowned slightly, and Dongre came to my mind, and I subconsciously wanted to
Secang my emotiona, Dar tightened grip and said gently, good, so muter what. Take care of your body firm, okay?”
I raised my eyes slightly and math deep and concerned y
next second, an inconspacknick came to me
med, dealing wrong, and uncontrollably dowed down my fron
carmuddenly panicked,
m’t cry, sta my fault. I apolog, and go to the hospital fret. Til explain to you, okay?
Itared at his gentle and compamonate inak, feeling more miserable.
He clearly looked his he loved me, but I know be wasjust trying to cON IT.
Owear would not the truth.
Ofcours, I didn’t mean to expose hatricka.
I would treat it as a bit of dignity lah for mysli.
Cerar, this time, I did not want you anymore…
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