Chapter 192
Cheat With My Boyfriend Best Friend
After that, he pushed me away coldly. As he let go of me, I fell to the floor with a thud as if I had lost my strength. He looked at me just like he looked at a dump. Seeing that, I was so embarrassed. I regretted it. I shouldnât have returned to New York today.
Looking down at me, Aaron said sarcastically, âWhy not go? Want to watch us have sex?â
Seeing the ridicule in his eyes, I didnât have the courage tonfront him anymore. I stood up with difficulty and staggered down the stairs, and I heard Aaron slam the door behind him.
When I reached downstairs, I couldnât hold it anymore. I squatted on the roadside and began weeping like crazy.
Aaronâs attitude made me feel like my heart had been taken away. I couldnât deceive myself anymore.
True, he didnât want me.
This was something I had used to think about occasionally. But when it happened, I finally realized that I couldnât be as carefree as I had imagined. Instead, I felt like I was going to die in agony.
After weeping, I still felt like something was stuck in my heart. I staggered up and went to hail a taxi.
Suddenly, I perceived a burning gaze at me. Is it Aaron? I felt some hope without knowing why. I subconsciously turned and looked in the direction of the gaze.
I searched for him at his apartment window for a long time, but I didnât see him. Hah, I might have had an illusion, right?
Aaron is probably having sex with his fiancée in bed now. Just remembering that he had intercourse with another woman, I felt I had lost half of my life.
I didnât think I should keep staying here. The air here felt so thin that I almost couldnât breathe. A taxi happened to come by, and I got in hurriedly. âGo to the nearest bar.â
After fastening my seat belt, I turned to look at Aaronâs apartment window with a fluke. Not knowing if it was my illusion, I seemed to see a person there. I rubbed my eyes, about to look more attentively.
But the taxi driver had stepped on the accelerator, and the car raced off.
The view I saw rushed past. I looked back but saw no trace of Aaron. I thought something must be wrong with my eyes. Aaron is now making love with his fiancée. How could he spare time to think about me?
When I was at the bar, I felt emptier because of the lively atmosphere.
I sat down at the bar counter and drained two glasses of liquor, but my mind became clearer.
If I calmed down for a brief moment, the life experiences with Aaron would keep flashing across my mind. He had once been etched into my life, so how could I forget him after we broke up?
All the prattle he had said had turned into daggers, which were all stabbing my heart. I stubbornly wiped away the tears running down my cheek, took out my phone, and called Cinder. I was unable to go through the difficult night alone. I badly needed to tell my grievances to someone.
My call was soon answered. Holding the phone firmly, I said with red eyes, âCinder, come out to drink.â
âSweetie, how could you know Iâve returned to New York?â Cinder asked in surprise and then giggled.
âI almost forgot Aaron is so resourceful. He can find my whereabouts in a few seconds. But Iâm busy today! Iâm working overtime on design drawings. When I get it done, Iâll go drink with you.â
Aaron! Even my friend mentioned him. Can I really forget him? I licked my lips and smiled wryly, âThen next time.â
I was about to hang up when Cinder stopped me, âWait! Olive, you cried? Your voice sounds so hoarse. Aaron bullied you?â
Ho, ho, I thought without self-respect, bullying me is even better than ignoring me. Thinking of Aaronâs cold look, I shed the tears I had been trying so hard to hold.
I poured myself a full glass of liquor. After draining it in one gulp, I finally had the courage to tell Cinder the truth. âI broke up⦠Aaron has dumped me.â
âWhat?!â Cinderâs shock almost went through the mouthpiece. Then I heard her sorting out things. âSend me the bar address. Iâm going right now!â
Half an hour later, Cinder walked into the bar in a hurry.
She sat from across me and looked at the table in disbelief. âMy goodness, youâve poured so much down!â She snatched the glass from my hand and snapped her fingers, signaling the bartender to clean the table.
Dispirited, I slowly looked up at the pile of bottles in front of me. Itâs strange! Iâve drunk so much, but why donât I feel drunk at all?
Cinder took my arm and shook it. âOlive, what happened? Whatâs wrong with you and Aaron?â
âAaron, heâ¦â I had kept telling myself to be strong for a whole day. Yet, when it came to this topic, I still had a heavy heart. âAaron has a fiancée, and theyâve moved in.â
âWhat?â Cinder stood up in shock. She realized that she overreacted, so she immediately covered her mouth. Then she frowned and said, âWhat a scum! How could he treat you like this? Damn, I misread him!â
She rummaged through her handbag for her mobile phone and took it out, going to dial Aaronâs number. âOlive, Iâll shout at him right away.â
With my hand at the corner of the table, I was to unsteadily get up to stop Cinder. âItâs not Aaronâs fault.
Itâs all my faultâ¦â Maybe because I had drunk too much, I couldnât immediately stand up. Instead, with ⦠legs giving way, I fell to the floor with a thud.
On the floor, I didnât realize what was going on. Cinder had come over in a hurry to help me up. âDoes it hurt? Which part hit the floor?â
I feel the pain. Of course, I do! Remembering that Aaron didnât want me, I felt great pain in my heart.