The Richest Man in Metropolis is My Backer by Dream Searcher

Chapter 243

Chapter 243

Soren chuckled. “Oh, did you only just realize you didn’t love him now?”

“… I mean! I have to have some kind of feelings for him, right? For sure!” I protested weakly, trying to defend my first relationship from being a total sham, even from my end.

Soren shook his head. “I don’t think so. A couple that truly loves each other wouldn’t be able to refrain from making love for more than six years.

What? What?!

I glared at him, my face beet–red. Then I quickly glanced around the restaurant, worried that anyone might overhear our conversation.

After a moment of my brain trying to process what he’d said, I grumbled under my breath, “How did you

Soren smiled mischievously. “Why, you told me yourself. You were drunk that night, though!”

“I said that?! How could that be?!”

know?!”

relationship beyond “an awkward ambiguity between a client and a seamstress,” and I told him I

trying to clear my mind before replying. “Tell me what happened that

took a sip of water. “Let me think…”

waited with bated breath, trying my best to recall memories of that night–but nothing came to me. Alcohol had wiped out that part

so I slapped the table in frustration and

dammit!”

while you were in my car, you suddenly lunged at

expression must have been a mess. I didn’t even know how to describe what I felt at that

type of woman to just sleep with anyone–because you

remember it clearly as though it happened yesterday, Soren finished with

about how there’s no such thing as a good man who deserves your body. You just wanted to

my forehead, unable to

with what Drunken Taylor

did I do

you did plenty

that mean?!” I demanded,

were burning