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.”

know you,” I hugged

over fulfilled. I even got lifetime offers from some schools. But life is like Forrest Gump’s box of chocolates, and you never know what the next one will taste like, just like I had

company. I didn’t even

of flying, I landed at Munich Airport. People were talking in German that I couldn’t understand and the somewhat broken English sounded

brown hair waved at me, and she was holding up a sign with my

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

call me

to admit that I was a little flattered. Charlotte was

technically speaking, I didn’t know many Germans except my classmate Nick’s ex-boyfriend, but he was a

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

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

sorry, I forgot that you are an American.” The curly-haired young girl

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

young girl seemed to be relieved. She stuck out her tongue, and said a little embarrassedly, “Sorry,

I came here, I was even afraid that I’d meet some German who doesn’t speak at all, you know…” I winked at this