Chapter 293 David Was Crazy
Cheat With My Boyfriend Best Friend
âWhat Do You Mean?â I was a bit confused.
David and Aaron had the same wounds in the same intimate position. I could understand this, but I felt even more confused.
What kind of tattoo was this? Any ceremony? What was your relationship in the past?
Aaron looked at me without haste. He continued to cut his burger and eat in silence.
Ok, I saw what he meant. He would give me the answer tonight.
I suddenly regretted asking him to tell me something.
What he said was enough to make me anxious and curious. I couldnât help but wonder why they had the same scars.
What kind of things had happened for the two of them to have the same scars?
Had they been kidnapped? Had the kidnapper done it on a whim?
Or had David done it?
I wanted to ask more, but I noticed that there was a layer of pain hidden in Aaronâs silence at that moment.
He probably wasnât lying. His history with David can be extremely unpleasant.
To say it was unpleasant would be an understatement. Seeing his reaction, I thought it wouldnât be an exaggeration to say that it was It made me wonder again.
This seemed to be a scar that Aaron didnât want to expose. If he insisted on asking, it would be tantamount to reopening his scar.
Would he have the courage to face Aaron with great pain?
âIf you donât want to talk about it, then forget it.â I had to admit that I cringed a little, âAnyway, I walked you from Harvard to Manhattan, and I worked really hard to decorate your house. I think Iâve returned the favor.â
âWhat nonsense are you talking about?â Aaron looked at me in disbelief, âYou didnât sleep on the way back? Or do you think that just fixing the things you bought can be compared to going to the police station to get your bail out?â
I couldnât beat him verbally.
âBut⦠I feel like you donât want to say it. Itâs better not to force it.â Furthermore, he was also afraid of feeling like he owed him even more after learning the truth!
Aaron smiled and narrowed his eyes at me, âSorry, itâs too late to regret it now. Iâm ready to tell you.â
âOh! Wait a minute!â I screamed and covered my ears. I turned around and wanted to run away.
But Aaron caught up with me quickly.
Before he got to the door, he easily put his arm around my waist and dragged me back.
He pushed me onto the couch in the living room.
suddenly he put it in my head. Christmas hat on the coffee table, and Aaronâs gesture was anything but kind. Most of my head was directly covered by the Santa hat, leaving only half of my face visible. I was about to take off my hat when I heard Aaronâs deep voice, âHe used to be myâ¦â âWaitâ¦wait a minute!â
My heartbeat suddenly increased and my breathing became a little short. âDidnât you tell me to wait until night?â I tried to remove my hat again, but Aaron put his big hand on my forehead. âOh, so you want to stay with me that much?â Aaronâs words were still mocking, but there was no casualness in his tone. He was very nervous, but he couldnât refute it. Suddenly we fell silent. Aaronâs deep breath was extraordinarily clear. âListen carefully. Iâll only say it once.â Aaronâs tone had completely changed. It was already too late to escape.
âHe used to be my best friend.â
It was hard to describe what Aaronâs tone was at the moment.
He sounded calm and collected, but he could feel the magnificent emotional ups and downs hidden behind the mask of calm and control.
âI used to consider him as the only confidant in my life. I told him everything until one day I didnât drink the milk he gave me before going to bed⦠After that, I found out that he had looked at me andâ¦
sexually harassed me for more than a yearâ.
Aaronâs voice was so light, like a feather, weightless.
But at that moment, in my ears, his voice was like a bomb, he instantly blew my ears to the point of ringing.
I kept the funny look with half my face covered by a Santa hat, and didnât dare move.
Through the thin red cloth, I could vaguely see Aaronâs expression at this moment.
He didnât seem to have any expression, but his eyes were downcast.
I feel terrible.
Before he planned to speak just now, I had already vaguely guessed this possibility in my heart.
However, when Aaron confirmed it, I wished it had just been a wild guess.
At this moment, he couldnât deny my anguish at all.
So David had used âGraveyard Readerâ as the code name for that auction.
As Aaronâs best friend at one point, it wasnât a surprise that David knew that.
âThen, the scar on your bodyâ¦was also caused by him?â I whispered.
Aaron snorted coldly with extreme disdain, but there was annoyance and disgust in his tone.
âMy one is not, but his is his copy.â Aaronâs hand on my forehead became rigid and hard unconsciously, âAccording to him, he was so obsessed with me that he got the same scar on his chest.â He took advantage of my trust in him and added sleeping pills to my sleeping milk. Later, I searched his room and found thousands of secretly photographed photos and videos of me.â
I took his hand and couldnât help but burst into tears.
âIâm sorryâ. Other than that, I couldnât say anything. Aaron looked at metenderly to her face, through the red cloth of the hat, I saw an expression that I had never seen on her face before.
âNo need to be sorry. These things happened a long time ago.â Aaron smirked, âAnyway, I beat him up right then and broke six of his ribs.â
Seeing his forced smile, I felt very upset.
âStop smiling.â I covered his face with my hand and closed my eyes.
I never expected such a proud and arrogant man to have such a tragic past.
âYou never told me thatâ. As a listener, he could hardly bear to hear him say it.
He couldnât imagine any images at all. He had been betrayed by his only confidant. He felt terrible. He must have endured a lot of pain and humiliation after the incident.
I was wondering how Aaron had gotten over it over the years!
âYou know, I donât like to see you cry over things like this.â Aaron stroked my back gently.
He knew him so well that he somehow knew what he was going to say next.
I pushed him away, slightly annoyed, âAt a time like this, youâre still in the mood to tell dirty jokes!â
Aaron chuckled softly, âYou know me pretty well in this regard.â
âWell⦠who left the scar on your left breast?â I sobbed.
Anyway, he was already very sad. I would just cry to my heartâs content.
Aaron paused, âWhy donât you change the subject?â
Itâs ok, I would change.
I calmed down a bit and took the Christmas hat off my head, âYou still havenât told me how you made David stop.â