Marcus propped his head up with one hand, looking at me with an ambiguous smile.
I rolled off the bed in a flash.
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“Haha, what are you talking about? I don’t understand.”
Marcus folded his hands behind his head, his tone unreadable, “I checked my mom’s
account, and she also accidentally let it slip.”
“At first I thought you just liked me, then I thought you were harassing me, but I never expected you to be a little con artist.”
I put on my shoes, took a deep breath, and stood up.
“What do you want?”
Marcus sat up and looked at me.
I immediately added, “I have my life but no money.”
Marcus let out a soft “Ah” as if in realization, then said helplessly: “Then there’s no
choice. Just wait for me to dump you.”
With the five million stuck here, just cutting off my romantic prospects wasn’t enough to satisfy him. He wanted me to experience being dumped too.
I thought about it, and it seemed somewhat reasonable.
“Does Mrs. Grant know?”
Marcus looked up, “Do you want her to know?”
“No, no, no.”
Mrs. Gant absolutzy czuidn’t know, I had taken both money and benefits from her. I was
aitait she wouite fip out in a second
after that day, limericably became Marciss girfriend waiting to be dumped.
e was also neaplicadly very good to me, so good that I suspected he was going all out
for revenge.
se comforted me saying my advisor was just joking ate meals with me, accompanied me to classes when he had thee time, stuck into the campus forum at night to clear my name, achiel niet me up after the graduation ceremony, and even designed the island’s
stucure with me…..
This person gradually became a more frequent presence in my life, like a piece of candy suck to me. I tried to push it away, but it meted like water, cinging to my clothes. Sol chored it, letting it enveto my whole book. When accidentally tasted it, it was a
sveeness&cquicht bear to part with
Trad in secrety remind mysef that this was just his revenge.
Conficted encyng it fimaly saw the day Marcus started to get imitated.
Immedianey sensed something was wrong and ran over to ask: What’s wrong? Are you
going to dump me?
Warcus ficked my forehead. “Wy mom keeps forcing me to go on bind dates. Its
ammovim
I felt like his revenge had made me a bit sick. Hearing that he wasn’t planning to dump
me, there was a tim of happiness hidden in my annoyance.
In the end., Marcus asked if I wanted to help him deal with his mother.
“How do we deal with her?”
“atomomow night’s banquet tell her we’re dating”
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My heart skipped a beat.
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There was still a message from Mrs. Grant on my phone, ‘Marcus has been acting strange lately. I suspect he’s dating someone. Lily, can you help me follow him and check?‘
I hadn’t replied.
Marcus slowly walked ahead, while I hung my head, my mind in chaos, gradually falling behind.
As we walked, I bumped into his chest.
“What’s wrong? Is it so hard to decide?”
Marcus seemed a bit unhappy, maybe he was really troubled.
I gritted my teeth and didn’t refuse.
Because I thought he would dump me before we met Mrs. Grant.
Give me hope first, then cruelly disappoint me.
A classic revenge tactic.
Sure enough.
Marcus smiled, the corners of his mouth lifting gently, like a spring breeze, warm and
moving.
I pinched my arm, almost bewitched again.
