"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.

"I'll

hand, writing down the

to sob

for a while before taking back his

pause, he said, stressing every syllable, "This is my

left without

even forgetting to take back my hand. I let my

He is the man you are sacrificing everything for. Even if what you said was true, he would never

know was what Hendrix said to me when

Arianna both

answers are not always wrong, this

me with his actions that he would choose me forever,

worth

in my heart. However, hearing Jordan's sarcasm temporarily suppressed that feeling. I gave him a slightlook,

reminding you that you can't have your

self-confidence. Raising my voice, I took the chance to

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