Cheat With My Boyfriend Best Friend

Chapter 113. It’s All My Fault

“Vincent, what do you want?” I was extremely impatient with Vincent at this moment. Suddenly, I became really

confused…why I had fallen for a reckless b*stard…

Compared to Aaron, Vincent…Well, I had to apologize to

Aaron, Vincent was incomparable.

Vincent questioned furiously, “This is Aaron’s room, right? Do you two sleep together already?”

He looked at me in extreme disappointment and anger, while I indifferently broke free from his grip, stepped back, and asked faintly, “Doesn’t Emily live with you, does she?”

As heard, Vincent didn’t dare to yell at me, but scowled at me in a low voice, “No, Olive…how could she live with me…it’s impossible…don’t misunderstand us. Emily she…she got a room by herself.”

I couldn’t help but sneer, “So you have never slept with her, and I’m the one who gets this thing wrong?”

say that? I couldn’t believe that he even

annoyed by my icy stare, “Olive, how many times have I told you… Emily and I are just…friends. You know, it’s not what you imagine, we…Olive, I’m badly taken, believe me, please… I’m

take his b*llsh*t anymore, so I cut him short immediately, “Vincent, do you think I would believe that? If

we just lay on the same bed without doing anything, will you

a long time, he asked as if he was holding back, but he was angry indeed, “Olive, let me just ask you about one thing: Are you

you sure you will not sleep in the same

was such a shameless b*stard. I never expect that he’d have the gut to ask me. How dare he! At first, I thought

you’re done, right?

his strong arms were tightly around me from behind, “Olive, are you jealous? If you want to be with me

me! I’m about to vomit up.” I pushed him away fiercely. I didn’t understand what was he thinking about. Was I jealous of Emily? What’s the f*cking hell? G*d…I

this moment, somehow, I even began to feel pity for that little b*tch, was she insane? Why did she fall in love with such a love rat? If I met her someday, I would arrange an oculist

didn’t lie to anyone, unlike Vincent, who

you believe me? What did he tell you? Don’t trust him. He’s a liar! Olive…okay…even

lair…how funny it was! I couldn’t believe that even the thief himself dared to call 911 now. But

be drained away, my whole body leaned against the door, helplessly clutching my knees, lowering