Chapter 118

I squinted for a clearer view. One photo captured Mark and me at a concert caught from the side. Another showed us leaving, his arm seemingly resting on my shoulder from

behind.

Seeing the second picture, I got why I didn’t get jostled by the crowd again after nearly being knocked over that day. Mark had been guarding me from behind all along.

I found it funny and annoying. “This guy’s got quite the imagination and logical reasoning skills.

“Mark’s so attentive to you. No wonder people get the wrong idea,” Christine said, “I think he’s more reliable than Bryant.”

“Don’t be ridiculous.” I sipped my lemonade. “Mark’s got someone he likes, and he’s been into her for years.”

Christine wondered, “Who is it? How come we’ve never seen her?”

“I don’t know. Probably when Mark finally wins her over, he’ll bring her around.” I kept silent about Mark’s crush on some married girl. It was his private matter and somewhat immoral. It was better kept to as few people as possible.

“And here I was thinking you two were perfect for each other. Turns out was the only

I’m still married. If you want to play a matchmaker, at

we finished eating, she dragged out for a walk to help

on the escalator, we noticed a crowd gathered

curious, Christine pulled me over, casually asking a bystander, “Hey handsome, what’s

guy eagerly responded, “There’s this customer, seeming like she’s pregnant, insisting on getting a bag

else.”

into the store, and soon, a familiar voice reached us. “You don’t know who I am. Fine, but don’t you hear about the Ferguson family?

her tone gentle yet laced with an assertive sense of

Christine muttered,

Nothing good happens

Chapter 118

when she’s around.”

had no desire to get

leave, Margaret happened to look

toward us, grabbing my arm. “Why are you running? What did you tell

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