"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.

said, "I'll

hand, writing down the word

lump in my throat. I began to sob as I said with

faintly for a while before

pause, he said, stressing every

he left without

was, even forgetting to take back my hand. I let my tears fall down my cheeks, yet my heart was

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

was what Hendrix said to me

wrote Arianna

wrong answers are not always wrong, this is our

finally understood Hendrix's intentions back then. He told me with his

a lifetime's worth of

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

"I'm just reminding you that you can't have your cake and

voice, I took the chance

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