Chapter 25

He was using the same trick he used when he proposed to me outside the girls' dormitory. Honestly, I almost couldn't resist rushing into the kitchen to grab a knife and chop his head off. He was insulting my intelligence. Just the thought of how I used to fall for such cheap tricks made me feel incredibly angry.

Inside, anger and disgust were boiling within me, but I couldn't let him see that. I had to show reluctance and indecision, because now I was a pitiful woman plagued by marriage and love issues.

I watched Max play the guitar mechanically, holding a large bouquet of roses as he approached me. I pinched my thigh hard, tears welling up instantly. I looked at Max through tear-filled eyes, biting my lip hard to stop the tears from falling.

Max gazed at me with sincerity and asked, “Honey, do you still remember this song?"

Feeling a bit nauseous, yet I had to pretend to be in agony, I replied, "I don't remember."

As I turned away, tears stubbornly trickled down my cheeks.

Setti