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?!”

in any relationship beyond “an awkward ambiguity between a client and a seamstress,” and I

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

of water.

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

so I slapped the table in

dammit!”

you were in my car, you suddenly lunged at me. I think you… were planning to feel me up. I dodged

expression must have been a mess. I didn’t even know

weren’t the type of woman to just sleep with anyone–because

it happened yesterday, Soren finished with

how there’s no such thing as a good man

my palm to my forehead,

was I supposed to do with what Drunken Taylor had

else did I do to

plenty of things.”

demanded, looking up at him.

cheeks were burning