"Uh-huh." Hendrix raised his eyebrows as he looked at my right hand by my side.

Somehow, I reached out my hand.

After, Hendrix reached out, writing down his surname on my palm.

After he finished writing, he took back his hand and looked up at me, "What did I write?"

This scene was somewhat familiar. When Hendrix found out Jordan had asked someone to impersonate me, he played this game with me in the car.

Back then, the answer was...

"Roberts." I looked at him, saying in a daze.

"You're wrong." Hendrix was merciless, yet his words were the same.

"No way. I saw it clearly. It's Roberts." I was calm as I said the same words as last time, looking at him intently.

Standing to one side, Jordan looked left and right, not knowing what was going on.

that, Hendrix said, "I'll give

writing

my throat. I began to sob

smiled faintly for a while before

pause, he said, stressing every

he left

even forgetting to take back my hand. I let my

to take the opportunity to add insult to injury. "See? He is the man you are sacrificing everything for. Even if what you said was true,

Jordan didn't know was what Hendrix said to me when we

wrote Arianna both

wrong answers are not always

back then. He told me with his actions that he would choose me forever, even if it

lifetime's worth of ease,

I gave him a slightlook, retorting angrily, "Are you happy now? Hendrix will never trust me

he continued to ridicule me, "I'm just reminding you that you can't have your cake and eat it too. What's wrong

I took the chance to cry

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