I looked at Michael apprehensively, clueless of how I could convince him that everything between Justin and I was over.

He gave me a cold stare, uttering no words, and stepped on the gas.

I screamed at the top of my lungs as I gripped the handles, fearing that the car would skid off the road at high speed.

My face turned ashen as I stared in front of me anxiously. Michael turned to glance at me and slowed down a bit, probably because he sensed how terrified I was.

Even so, he still looked grim, paying no heed to me after that. I kept my head lowered as though I was a kid feeling guilty of a wrongful deed.

After all, Justin was my ex-boyfriend. It was normal for Michael to be infuriated, although Justin was the one bothering me.

Nonetheless, I was clueless as to why Justin would contact me again all of a sudden. I trailed behind Michael when we reached home. He turned and left after opening the door. Astounded by the abruptness, I had wanted to call out to him to hold him back, but he had walked far away.

I sat on the couch in the living room and waited for Michael to

I was sure as hell that he would be back again. As time elapsed, I could not resist feeling anxious. There was still no sign of him. I took out my phone, wanting to call Michael. But it was

of how his pestering days ago had landed me in hot water today, I was irritated and my heart was filled with hatred. If not for his sudden appearance, others would not have taken the photo and sent it to Michael.

boiling with anger again the moment I heard his voice. “Justin, I’ve made myself clear the other day. Please don’t call me up or appear in front of me ever again.

meddling in my life again!” I snapped at him, turning a deaf ear to Justin’s gentleness. I must make myself clear today. I must not let him continue to be a hand grenade between Michael and me that will

asked in bafflement. “That’s none of your business! Just don’t appear in front of me ever again. Goodbye!” I wrapped

at Justin, my heart sank when I thought about the strained relationship between Michael and me. After hesitating for quite a while, I searched for Michael’s number and

sent me into a tizzy. I could barely wait for him to pick up the call. However, things did not

My heart thumped in utter helplessness. I felt even more restless as I started making wild guesses as to why he refused to answer my call.

not lose him. I tried to call him again, but the line went dead as he hung

control myself from trying to reach him. Since he refused to answer

in love with. After sending the text message, I waited for a long time. Even so, there was no response from him, not even a simple text message. As Michael was rather impatient, I knew he would be enraged if I bombarded him with phone calls and

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