Cheat With My Boyfriend Best Friend

Chapter 219 Strange Nick

Cinder and I turned to look at Nick on the computer screen in union and then exchanged glances because he made us feel unfamiliar!

Thinking carefully, I realized his state had also been strange during the last few FaceTime calls. But we had both bought his story, believing it was because he hadn’t adapted to the high-pressure life at Harvard.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to lie.”

Before Cinder and I could speak, Nick took the initiative to apologize like the previous few times.

He looked at me with a guilty expression and said, “Baby, please believe me. I do hope you lead a happy life, but my work has been too stressful recently.”

Then, he lowered his head and spoke incoherently in a hoarse voice.

I remember he had once been in such a state before, but it was not because of work pressure. We had worked with the same professor for several years, so I knew his reaction in a high- pressure work environment well.

Back then, he had become talkative, frantically complained as soon as leaving the lab, and tried his best to have fun after work.

He had worked out in the gym, gone camping, hit bars, or just had a crazy snack purchase in Walmart. But in most cases, he had stayed with his ex who was a scumbag.

Although these were all past, I could not believe his current state was because of “work pressure”.

“Nick, you know we’ll always be your friends, right?” Cinder suddenly said.

She had spoken my mind.

Nick looked up at us with moist eyes and laughed, “Of course. I don’t need to hide anything from you! You know my depth better than my exes!”

his joke always amused

joining the new team, I

homophobic man in the lab, I suppressed my doubts. But my instinct told me this was not the real source of his stress. However,

friends as Cinder had said. As long as he needed to talk, he could contact us

They look educated, but their heads are full of

words aroused our

“It seems weird guys appeared

it right. I met one of

are the other

four! This

I had relatively closed social environments, but Cinder needed to deal with more people at

pursuit, she was striving to make everyone she met her client or an intermediary who could introduce clients to her. And the more

party alone. A man took the initiative to talk to me. After learning about my occupation, he said

Cinder stood with arms akimbo with

on the sofa, and teased, “It seems the man made you suffer a lot. I’ve known you for many years, but you have never lost

of voice, I was

admit it, you are right again. I did misjudge him. But I

at her with interest, and

eyes and said, “Many clients bargain with me on design fees, so I will not get angry about

“What?” Nick was stunned.

be put on

this strange client has a long family name. Let’s call him Mr. Jamaal for short.

“What does it mean?”