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CHRISTY:

I met men like Vince. They were the stubborn type and above all, the flirt. They thought they could easily wrap the women around their fingers just because they were handsome.

Too bad. I was no longer the type who would jump at every opportunity after seeing a hot man.

“You want me?” I asked, raising one eyebrow. "You're dreaming. You cannot have me. You won't have me at all." But if I was single, I would definitely have a taste of him. Let's see if he was as delicious as he looked.

"I want to know you more, Miss Christina. I want to know why my cousin who loved Eden married you."

I folded my arms in front of my chest. "Don't you think it's obvious?"

"That he loves you?"

"No." Why would he love me when he made clear that it was Eden until now? “I think it's quite obvious who he loves as of the moment. No one would love a fat woman like me.”

“There's nothing wrong with your body, Miss Christina,” he insisted as if I would change my mind. “Everette married you. It meant he