Chapter 32

Felix calmly raised his head to look at me. I didn’t understand what he was doing. Heck, even the fruit in

my mouth tasted bland now.

“The heck are you looking at?” I asked.

“Where’s my fruit, Luna? Is this how you treat me?”

I was speechless.

Couldn’t he take some himself? Didn’t he have hands? Was he still expecting me to feed him like how used to? Sorry, but I decided never to treat him the same way again after he insulted me like I was a

piece of trash.

“Take it yourself. Why are you acting like you’re a guest here? You even know where all our passbooks

are in the house.”

I swore I meant nothing when I said those words. I was just bantering like usual with Felix.

But Lila’s expression changed immediately. There was some anger and some upset, but mostly, there

was envy.

“Is your family rich, Luna? Do you tell just anyone where your family keeps their passbooks? Aren’t you

worried something would happen?”

I shrugged nonchalantly. I was just giving an example to demonstrate how familiar Felix was with my house. As for our passbooks, if I had no idea where they were, Felix definitely wouldn’t either.

was wondering whether my family

way of thinking was too

a high school teacher, and my mom’s

said to be rich, but we do live pretty decently. In my mother’s words, we

of the

words were truthful without any exaggeration. We were just chatting, after

even uglier. She held onto Felix’s arm all meek–like and said softly. “It’s actually pretty nice

divorcing because of their bad

Chapter 32

didn’t understand what he was doing. Heck, even the fruit in my mouth

are you looking at?”

my fruit, Luna? Is this how you

I was speechless.

to feed him like how I used to? Sorry, but I decided never to treat him the same way

piece of trash.

yourself. Why are you acting like you’re a guest here?

are in the house.”

nothing when I said those words. I was just bantering like

Lilac’s expression changed immediately. There was some anger and some

was envy.

rich, Luna? Do you tell just anyone where your

my house. As for our passbooks, if I had no

questions really were peculiar. While she was wondering whether my family was actually

way of thinking was too

to be rich, but we do live pretty decently. In my mother’s words, we fall somewhere

exaggeration. We were just chatting, after

“It’s

expression grew even uglier. She held onto Felix’s arm all meek–like and said softly actually pretty nice not being rich. I heard that well–off families aren’t happy. There’s either sibling rivalry

that my parents were going to divorce

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