Ex-boyfriend's Crazy Pursuit

I wiped my mouth and stood up.

"Well."

Chad asked me uncertainly.

"How about I cook you two lighter dishes?"

"I'm stuffed."

When I was about to go out with my phone, Chad stopped me.

"You just got out of the hospital, where are you going?"

“Go buy some brown sugar.”

"You're at home, I'll go buy it for you."

He really didn't hear what I said.

Between Elisabeth and me, he could only hear Elisabeth's voice.

When Elisabeth and I were the only ones left at home, she said as she ate heartily,

"Celina, you are so lucky. The dishes cooked by Chad are really to my liking."

I don't know whether she did it intentionally or not, but it sounded irritating to me.

"If you like, you can come often."

Elisabeth paused while chewing.

"Really? Then I'm welcome."

Chad heard these words as soon as he entered the door.

He looked at me nervously.

"What are you talking about?"

"Celina said that I can come here every day for dinner, but you have to cook for me every day, Chad!"

I'm sure she did it on purpose.

Chad's face was not very happy. He stuffed the brown sugar into my arms.

"Didn't I apologize to you? You know, Elisa is my cousin. Although we are not blood relatives, we are closer than family. I left that night only after I was sure that you would not be in danger. Why are you so angry for so long and still refuse to let it go?"

Chad lost his temper, and Elisabeth carefully explained to me.

"Yes, Celina, Chad and I are just like siblings, please don't misunderstand us. Relatives like to joke around, so don't take them seriously."

"I didn't say anything, why are you so excited?"

I made myself a cup of brown sugar water. The hot water went down my stomach, and my cold body finally warmed up a little.

Chad always called me by my full name, but when it came to Elisabeth, he just called her "Elisa" instead.

Obviously, he is more intimate with her than with me.

Exhausted both physically and mentally, I locked the door and went back to sleep.

In the evening, I was browsing my phone and came across Elisabeth’s sociall media updates.

She sat in the passenger seat and took a selfie, in which a man's arm was revealed.

Caption.

I had enough to eat and drink, and someone sent me home. I feel very happy today!

At one glance, I knew the person was Chad.

He didn't return home until late at night.

He wanted to open the door, but found that I had locked it. He was a little annoyed.

"Celina, open the door!"

I ignored him, not wanting to argue.

He gave in and started texting me.

"Fell asleep?"

"Still angry?"

"I was really wrong."

I flipped through our chat interface and found that most of our conversations were between myself.

My babble either gets no response, or just an "um" or a period.

As I kept sliding up, I realized that I was a fool performing a one-man show.

Three days later, I decided to go to work.

Chad left the car keys to me.

"I'll take a taxi, you drive yourself and be careful."

I didn't refuse.

After getting in the car and taking a look at the passenger seat, I couldn't help but drive to the car wash first.

The guy washed halfway and said to me,

"Your child is really naughty. He stuffed all the potato chip crumbs into the cracks."

After saying that, he even pulled out an opened packet of seasoning from the gap.

I didn't respond and didn't say anything.

Chad has severe mysophobia. If I dare to eat in the car, he will not let me get in the car for a month.

It turns out that those who are favored are the most fearless.

He has countless rules and regulations for me, but he is extremely doting on Elisabeth.

At this moment, I made a decision.