Bianca called Jean.

However, Jean's phone gave her the same message." Sorry, the number you called is currently unavailable."

All of a sudden, Bianca felt uneasy.

She hoped that nothing bad had happened.

Next, she gave Nina a call.

Nina picked up in a flash, asking, "What's the matter, babe?"

Bianca explained everything to her.

However, Nina said, "Maybe someone suddenly called her to play mahjong? You don't know this, but she keeps her phone in her bag when she's playing mahjong, so she won't be able to hear you. As for my brother, he's probably busy."

Since Nina said that, Bianca did not think too much of it.

Putting down her phone, Bianca walked to the bathroom and took a shower. That helped her brighten up a lot more, and as she was drying her hair, she saw her phone ringing on the coffee table in the living room.

The caller was Jean.

"Hello." Bianca picked up in an instant.

Jean was silent on the other end. After a long time, he seemed to hold something back before asking coldly," Bianca Rayne, how many men have you been sneaking around with behind my back?"

"What... What do you mean? Me, sneaking around with men behind your back?" It came out of nowhere, so Bianca did not understand what he was saying.

Jean abruptly raised his volume, his voice hoarse as he said, "You're still pretending to be innocent?! Bianca Rayne, it suddenly feels like I don't know you at all. Tell me, which is the real you?!" 1

Bianca had been holding her phone, but her hand tightened around it now.

Jean was still going wild with his words, loudly protesting the unfairness of it all. "Tell me, just who am I to you? A place you come home to after your games outside? An unlucky second-choice? The honest type that's just made to be cucked?" 3

Jean's angry voice was like blades of ice, flying through the phone and plunging into Bianca's ears.

"Calm down for now. Are you sure you aren't misunderstanding something?" Bianca frowned, her expression far from pleasant.

Jean laughed coldly, almost cynically." Misunderstanding? There's no misunderstanding! Right now, I just hate how stupid I've been. I can't believe I've trusted you unconditionally for so long, I hate that I didn't believe what Marie said when we were overseas. Bianca, Marie wasn't lying, was she? You slept around with other men behind my back when we were studying overseas."

words were a statement, not a

to meet, was now

her hand

weren't they? Now that I think about it, there were so many holes in your story! If

you think I was lying when I said I was working, what

really need me to spell

it. I want to hear

Marie told him four years ago. The difference was he did not believe her back then. "You've had six men in those five years, four of

for them, right?"

one second,

head and looked at the engagement ring on her finger,

a week since they got engaged, but now her fiance was accusing her

had no evidence at all, but just because Marie spouted some nonsense at him, he one-sidedly decided that she was guilty of so

fiance hurt her

she could not deny that, because even the old lady in her neighborhood, Daisy, had

up the call. She did not want

Her phone rang.

Bianca let it ring.

not

and she was not devastated

and buried her face in them. She just wanted to be an ostrich now, hiding her

like the one silver lining in the storm clouds. He did not feel real, but he was, and he

ray of light had seduced her, tempted her to walk out of

made her a promise, telling her," Trust me. Stand here and wait for the sun. When the sky clears, I'll make your entire world

a fool, waiting for

However!

a

enough and stupid enough to get drenched,

a long time curled up on

woke up when the stomach pain

a single thing since

until now.

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simple lunch. After lunch, she did not want to go home either so she suddenly decided to go for a walk around this familiar yet

for a walk. Maybe she would be able to get over this.

Bianca turned around.

Marie Rayne grinned brightly a s she looked

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