Macy Fairmont was Dylan’s sister. Even though Macy wished Scarlett would end up with her brother, she never pressured Scarlett and always advised her to go with the flow. She'd been Scarlett’s best friend for the past six years. They were of the same age, but Macy was more optimistic. She’d once been abandoned by a trashy guy she’d loved immensely and had been devastated when they broke up. However, it only took her three days to return to the happy and lively Macy. Perhaps she wasn’t that deeply in love, or she'd buried her feelings deep in her heart.There were many things that Scarlett only shared with Macy. Even though Dylan was her brother, Macy was extremely loyal and never revealed Scarlett’s secrets to him. She knew how to keep her personal and professional lives separate and would never let her emotions tie her down or hinder her thoughts. That was probably why they had a good relationship. There were times when Scarlett was lost, not knowing what to do next. There we
Macy was smiling, but the words she spat out were hurtful. Lucas wasn’t fond of others pinching his cheeks, but his mommy and Aunt Macy were the exceptions. He stopped dwelling on the matter, thinking it was better to be a good, obedient boy since Aunt Macy could be pretty unforgiving. He put on a smile and said, “Aunt Macy, Mommy's waiting for you inside.”“Really? She said she’s excited to see me but won’t come out to meet me?” Macy asked with rightful indignation. Lucas prayed for his mommy, as he hadn't meant to betray her. “I’m sorry, Mommy,” he thought to himself. He knew all too well that Aunt Macy was frightening. He could afford to offend his mommy, but never Aunt Macy. Of course, only his actions bore witness to his statement, as he never dared to speak it out loud. “Mommy, she… She’s too full and can’t move.” Lucas made an excuse for his mommy. “Forget it, let’s go in,” Macy said as she walked in without turning back.Lucas trotted behind her. “It wasn't me. Don’t a
Macy tried to ask her about it. “You don’t want to marry my brother?”Scarlett was afraid Dylan would get upset if Macy brought it up with him, so she gave a reflexive response. “That’s not true. Who said so? Dylan's a nice guy.”It was indeed the truth. Dylan was a nice guy. What was not to like? He had a good personality, was good-looking, didn’t have a temper, and many other great things. If there was a reason why they shouldn’t get married, it was because she wasn’t good enough for him. “I’ve told you before, it’s not love when you feel moved. You should think it over sometime. If you decide carelessly, you'll ruin not only your future but Dylan’s future as well. I think having mutual love and affection would be the best. You might think you’ll fall in love with my brother later, but nobody can be certain of the future. I hope you’ll end up with him too, but I'm against it if you don’t love him. I don’t wish for you both to end up unhappy. What’s the point if you’ll just be cor
“Sigh, why did I make my life a mess?” Scarlett wondered. She laid on the couch for another half an hour, letting her food almost digest completely, before going back to her room. Macy had also just finished showering and changed into the Mickey Mouse pajamas Lucas bought her, looking extremely cute. She had perfectly proportioned features, an attractive face shape, thick, wavy hair that cascaded down her back in a naturally seductive manner, and long limbs that accentuated her height. It was hard to imagine that a stunning woman like Macy had been abandoned, and Scarlett had never believed it. It was hard to find anyone as naturally beautiful as her. Even women with plastic surgery didn’t look as good as she did. That guy clearly didn’t know how lucky he was. Scarlett took in Macy's desirable appearance. “Wait for me obediently in bed. I’ll be pouncing on you after I’m done showering.”Macy raised an eyebrow. “I think I’ll be the one doing the pouncing, Scarlett.”“
Scarlett amusedly grabbed her phone and noticed it was an unknown number. She knew Macy wouldn't invade her privacy and didn’t say anything more. She called the number back, and after a few rings, somebody answered. She asked politely, “Hello, who's this?” “Who do you think?” The person on the other line was obviously angry. She immediately knew it was Jonathan, and he seemed to be in a sour mood. She raised her brows. “Wow, how did you get my number? And why do you sound like that? Did you call just to get angry at me? I don’t think I offended you.” She disregarded his anger and continued to provoke him. There finally came a day when she could attack him back. “Scarlett Langston!” Jonathan hissed through his teeth. “Here!” Scarlett answered promptly and loudly, like a student being called out in class. “What are you doing?” His voice was still cold. “I just finished showering; why? If there’s nothing else, I’m hanging up.” “Can’t I just call?” His response cleanly overt
“A pervert? She could speak to a pervert on the phone for so long, not warn them using some harassment law she knew, and even childishly provoke them?” Macy mused silently. She was impressed that Scarlett had managed to keep the conversation going for so long. Usually, with strangers, she would hang up in one or two sentences. Macy wasn't that naive, and it was the first time she’d actually wanted to dig into someone else’s private matters. “Mmhm, and?”“And? And what?” Scarlett played dumb.“You spoke to a pervert for that long? You didn’t sound like you hated them either.” Macy voiced her doubts. It was Scarlett's turn to be doubtful. “You were never this nosy before. Who's been teaching you lately?”“Hey, how dare you call me nosy?” As Macy said that, a pillow went flying out of her hand. The pillow just so happened to go in the direction of Scarlett’s face. Her first instinct was to cover her face with her hands, but since the pillow flew faster, her hand ended up on the p
As she went closer to have a look, she saw a photo of herself looking viciously at the camera and was exasperated. “Macy, how could you take such an ugly photo of me?”Macy wanted to slap her to death. “That’s not the point! Look at the comments.”“Wow, she looks so young. Mother of a six-year-old? That can’t be right.”“She’s so cute! Mother of a six-year-old? Macy, you’re joking, right?”“How's that possible? A mother of a six-year-old? She looks younger than me.”All of the comments mentioned "mother of a six-year-old" with disbelief. As Scarlett read them, she got more excited. “What? I really am the mother of a six-year-old. I’m old!”Macy felt helpless and muttered to herself. “They're praising you for looking young; what more do you want? Do you want them to say you’re old instead? You’ll get upset then.” She gave up on Scarlett, replying to a few comments left by her close friends instead. She told Scarlett after she was finished, “Go to sleep already; it’s almost midni
Monica and the tall, handsome man found a table and sat down too. The guy looked upset, like he was embarrassed to be here. If it weren’t for her beauty, he wouldn’t be caught dead here. He badly wanted to escape, and he badly wished he hadn’t recognized her. Both Scarlett and Lucas were experts at being oblivious to their surroundings while they ate the cheesecake in front of them without a care in the world, talking about normal things. As they chatted, they gave off such a pleasant feeling that even onlookers thought their cheesecake tasted better.Monica’s table was the only one with a gloomy atmosphere, and they both had expressions that looked like they had just stepped on shit. Lucas thought they were flies. And flies should be happy when they see shit. Their steaming hot cup of coffee and milk tea finally arrived. While the average person would have assumed Scarlett had ordered the coffee, surprisingly, it was Lucas who preferred coffee. Scarlett had ordered the milk tea i