FULL NOVELXO Chapter after he cheated 3
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“Regarding cooking in the kitchen, it’s because she said she wanted my homemade chicken soup… Yesterday was because she…”
“The cake looks nice and tastes good, thank you,” I said.
Patrick was momentarily speechless.
I lit the candles and made a wish, hoping this trip abroad would go smoothly.
“Thank you, sincerely,” I said again.
Patrick, “…Vallerie, are you listening to me?”
“I heard you, and it’s fine. You two are childhood friends, it’s normal. I was immature before, it won’t happen again,” I said. “There is no chance,” Patrick said.
There was a flicker of panic in Patrick’s eyes.
“Won’t you have a piece? This cake is really good. Their bakery has improved,” I said, cutting a piece for him.
“Vallerie, are you… really not angry? Not upset?”
“Look at you, I said I’m not angry. Everyone has close friends, right?” I smiled.
Patrick looked at me strangely.
“Well, Vallerie, we have a class reunion tonight, and they asked us to bring our partners.”
I was speechless. I stuffed a mouthful of cake into my mouth and
slowly swallowed it.
I remembered how I used to eagerly ask to attend his gatherings, but he never took me, always finding excuses to go with Samuel.
“I’ll pick you up tonight.”
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“That’s… not convenient. I have something tonight,” I said.
“Is there something wrong with the company?”
I nodded. I wasn’t going to tell him I had enrolled in a TOEFL class to avoid any more drama.
“It’s fine and we can make it in time.”
“No, I have a few projects and need to get data ready by tomorrow. I don’t know how late I’ll be working. Don’t let me
delay your reunion, and besides, I don’t really like your circle,” I said.
Patrick couldn’t believe I said that. I used to cling to him, eager to announce to the world that I was his girlfriend.
“But they’re all bringing their girlfriends.”
“If I don’t finish, I won’t get my bonus this month,” I said, wiping my mouth with a napkin and getting up to change clothes.
After a while, he said, “In that case, I’ll take Samuel. Don’t…”
I was already upstairs.
The sound of the door closing echoed.
I was unmoved.
My plan to go abroad was already set. When my best friend Tina found out, she took a day off work and traveled by train to see
- me.
We went out for hotpot, and my phone rang–it was Samuel. We had a group chat, and Samuel posted pictures of her and Patrick at the reunion, even posting on Twitter with the caption. [Tonight is a class reunion for childhood friends, and we could only bring our girlfriends.]
I silently liked her post. Patrick also liked it. I sneered. Patrick
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never liked or commented on my posts.
In the past, I would confronted him, demanding an explanation, or rushed to the venue to declare that I was his girlfriend.
But now, I found it pointless. I left the group chat and set Samuel’s updates to invisible.
“What’s up? Can’t let go?” Tina asked.
“Pfft, can’t let go of what? He’s just a man, and a scumbag at that,” I said, silencing my phone, and we happily enjoyed our hotpot.
That night, I didn’t go home. Tina and I stayed up chatting until dawn.
When I woke up, I turned off the silent mode on my phone. It immediately rang–it was Patrick, sounding angry, “Why didn’t you reply to my messages or answer my calls?”
I looked at my phone and saw many missed calls and messages.
“Oh, Tina is here, I was with her. What’s up?”
“Well, I came home early last night.”
“Ok,” I replied.
“Anything else?” I asked.
“No, just come home early.”
I was speechless.
These days my company was busy, and I am busy too, busy with going abroad, busy with TOEFL classes, I almost forgot about Patrick.
Patrick called, “Vallerie, are you off work? It’s been a while since we had dinner together.”
I calculated the time. It was time to have a talk.
“Yes, I’m not too busy today. I’ll come home,”
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“Great, don’t leave after work. I’ll pick you up.”
I was about to say something when Helen called me to her office to discuss my trip and some important points.
When I left the office in the afternoon, Patrick wasn’t there. I called him, and he realized I had moved.
“When did you move? Why didn’t I know?”