Cheat With My Boyfriend Best Friend

Chapter 204 A New Start

Olive’s POV,

Bernardo Colton once said that time is the best friend of truth. It’s a good confirmation of my doctoral career, and it also confirms my life experience.

Three years have passed since that ridiculous wedding.

Within three years, I completed my research, published my thesis on Nature, and got my diploma.

I graduated in five years. My mentor Dr. Julian said that I broke his laboratory’s “record of the earliest student to graduate”. I rolled my eyes at this. never thinking that he also knew this kind of silly joke that only circulated among students.

“Seriously, Olive, don’t you consider pursuing a post-doctoral degree? Or would you like to go to England? I have an old friend in Oxford who is very interested in your subject…”

“Well, thanks, Dr. Julian. But I’ve already signed the contract.”

“Lucky Germans!” Julian muttered dissatisfiedly but finally gave me a big hug, “Olive, you are a talented young woman. I don’t quite understand your decision, but I think maybe young people have their reasons. If one day you regret it, please remember that my laboratory will always welcome you back.”

to know you,” I

from some schools. But life is like Forrest Gump’s box of chocolates, and you never know what the next

German pharmaceutical company. I didn’t

Here!” After dozens of hours of flying, I landed at Munich Airport. People were talking in German

and she was holding

your research assistant. I got my master’s degree in neuroscience from the University of Munich. I must

Just call me

flattered. Charlotte was so enthusiastic, which

ex-boyfriend, but he was a

laboratories in Germany, and even more abroad. But the No. 3 laboratory you’re joining is the best in all aspects. It not only has the most adequate funding and the most cutting-edge research projects but also has a superior geographical location. We are only two hours away from Munich by car! God, you know, some laboratories are very dangerous, and the living

comparison, we are really lucky. After work, we can go to Munich to dance. You know, our nightclub culture is famous around the world. If you like, I can give you the phone numbers of some DJs. We can go through the back doors and sneak in without queuing.

are an American.” The curly-haired young girl looked

‘football’, ‘football’ that is played with feet instead of hands.” I shrugged and accepted the nationality

relieved. She stuck out her

from you. I don’t know anything about this place. Before I came here, I was even afraid that I’d meet some German who