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?!”

any relationship beyond “an awkward ambiguity between a client and

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

of

my best to recall memories of that night–but nothing came to me. Alcohol had wiped out that part

the table in frustration and muttered, “Answer me

dammit!”

in my car, you suddenly lunged at me. I think

been a mess. I didn’t even know how to describe

to just sleep with anyone–because you hadn’t even slept with your

though it happened

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

put my palm to my forehead, unable

I supposed to do with what Drunken Taylor

I do to

plenty of

does that mean?!” I demanded,

were