After Falling in Love with Him, Life Becomes Interesting

Madison wanted to spare me from the embarrassment, so she made a few explanations about having a misunderstanding and generously covered the evening’s expenses, telling everyone to go ahead and have a good time.

After the crowd had dispersed, she quietly took my hand and asked, "Liana, are you okay? Could it be a misunderstanding?"

I shook my head. I knew Lisa, the woman in question. She was a junior at our school and had even delivered files to Wilson before. They seemed to have a good relationship.

I had asked Wilson about their relationship before. He took time out of his busy schedule to explain to me in person. They had grown up together as childhood friends, but Wilson had always seen her as a little sister with no romantic intentions whatsoever.

To make sure I wasn’t upset, he had gone so far as to send gifts and apologize seriously.

But now, his childhood friend was wearing the same scarf as mine and holding his hand while enjoying the fireworks with him.

"Don’t be too upset. How about you give me your phone? I can give him a piece of my mind! No, actually, a good scolding won’t be enough. I’ll hire someone to drag him into an alley and give him a beating."

Madison tried to cheer me up, but I forced a smile. "That would be against the law."

"Then what are you planning to do?"

While I wasn’t exactly tough, I wasn’t going to let myself be walked all over, either. Besides, I had that photo as evidence. Wilson, being his usual considerate self, was holding the door open for Lisa with his typical indulgent smile. Anyone with eyes could see what was going on.

I sent the photo to Wilson with the blunt message, “We’re over.”

Then, I blocked him and deleted his number.

Oh, and I also posted something passive-aggressive on my Moments. “Of course, my boyfriend isn’t cheating on me. He just has a lot of good female friends.”

The photo was of him and Lisa, with his face zoomed in to make sure he could be recognized even without reading glasses.

As soon as I posted it, my phone buzzed non-stop with messages pouring in. I ignored them and turned back to Madison, who was busy with shooting balloons.

"Liana, are you sure you’re okay?"

I had been shooting for two hours, collecting a bunch of fluffy animals. The stall owner even brought a bag to help us carry everything.

“I’m a little sad,” I sighed.

After all, I had invested a lot of time and effort into this relationship. Up until today, I had always thought Wilson and I would have something more than we already had.

I needed some personal time to fully distance myself from this betrayal.

But today was Madison’s birthday, so I put on a brave face for her.

"The cake he sent me before was really good. I never got a chance to ask where it was from.

“Well, there are plenty of cakes in the world. There’s no need to be fixated on that particular one.”

Madison said, “...You really are quite philosophical.”

My friends, who had dispersed, had apparently seen my post, but since I wasn’t checking my phone, they could only contact Madison.

Seeing Madison take a call, I suddenly had a strange premonition.

It felt like something was waiting for me later, and it wasn’t good news.

“How about I grab a cab here, and you join the others?”

Madison rolled her eyes at me. “Not a chance.”

The premonition turned out to be right.

As soon as we reached the meeting point, I looked up to see Lisa, who was linking arms with my ex and walking out of the store.

Our eyes met, and sparks flew instantly.

Lisa even tightened her grip on him, almost provocatively.