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Cherysh Jordan laughed softly, not knowing what she was laughing about. She looked down at the coffee in her cup, her eyes unfocused, “At that time, you were indeed too stupid, so stupid that I was astounded, wondering how you even survived in that family.”
“When I first met you, I was curious. How could you be so stupid living in a
family like that? Later, I found out that you were so stupid because of William Sullivan.”
“William Sullivan was so wonderful, how could you be worthy of him.” After saying this, she laughed mockingly, raised her head, looked into Enna Clark’s eyes, and said candidly, “At that time, that’s what I thought.”
What did her being worthy or unworthy of William Sullivan have to do with whether she was ‘stupid’ or not?
“That kind of thought was like poison, growing inside me relentlessly. On one hand, we went to class together, worked together, went shopping, shared
secrets, and were best friends. On the other hand, I was deeply jealous of you in the dark, jealous that you had a boyfriend like William Sullivan. And I… had nothing. ”
“Do you know how painful it is to pretend not to like someone when you actually do?”
“So, did you give me a drug?”
Cherysh lowered her head, laughed softly again, her hoarse voice sounding incredibly sexy. She dodged the question and pulled out a cigarette from her bag, suddenly asking, “Do you mind if I smoke a cigarette?”
She fumbled for her lighter and lit her cigarette. The burning cigarette tip seemed seductive against her nail polish, “William Sullivan doesn’t know he had sex with me.”
“After we had sex that night, I was afraid of his disdainful look the next day, so I got up and cleaned him up, changed the sheets, and even put on clothes. The next morning when he woke up, I told him that nothing had happened, and we were just drunk.”
“He believed it, and without hesitation, he went looking for you. Before long, someone told him that you’d slept with another man. Unable to face you, he chose to go abroad.” Cherysh flicked the ashes off her cigarette, her eyes numb as she looked at Enna, “That night when he had sex with me, he kept calling your name. I knew that all these years, the person he’s loved was always you. Even if you slept with another man, he still loved you.”
Enna listened quietly, took a sip of her coffee, and stood up, “Finished? If you’re done, I’ll leave first.”
Cherysh suddenly became agitated and stopped her, “Enna! Do you have a heart at all? I’m saying all this, don’t you have any reaction? Or have you already betrayed him, not just in body, but in heart as well?”
Betrayal… Enna found this word particularly ridiculous. She took a deep breath, turned her head, stared at her eyes intently, and said sarcastically, ‘What kind of reaction you expect me to have? Be moved? Or weep with remorse? Or perhaps, be moved and cry while running into William Sullivan’s embrace?”
Not waiting for Cherysh’s answer, she continued without expression, “I’m sorry, but I’m not that cheap. I can’t be moved to tears just because my boyfriend called my name while sleeping with my best friend.”
If even this could move her, she wouldn’t be a mere saint, but the Virgin Mary herself!