I Dumped My Childhood Friend And Boyfriend

My mother nodded and offered me some words of comfort before she got up to make the call.

After I returned to my room, I lay in bed.

As I stared at the familiar ceiling above my head, I remembered the first time I saw Claire hugging William.

At that time, I had been furious and rushed over to pull them apart.

Before I could even demand answers, Claire had already started crying and apologizing. She said, “I’m sorry, Yggdra! I’m really sorry! I didn’t do it on purpose. I was just too sad…”

William pulled Claire over while she was still apologizing and shielded her behind him before giving me a scowl. “Yggdra, Claire didn’t do anything wrong. Cut her some slack. I was just comforting her just now, anyway.”

Perhaps I had really acted like an unreasonable woman at that time because I had pointed at Claire and shouted, “Comforting her? Do you need to hug her to comfort her?

“And are you saying I’m making her life miserable? How am I doing that, then? Tell me!”

William smacked my hand down and left with Claire.

That time, we had a huge fight. We also gave each other the silent treatment for a long time.

I slept through the entire night. The next day, my mother told me that my blind date was scheduled for that noon.

After cleaning my haggard-looking face up, I went to the restaurant for my blind date, despite my swollen eyes.

A man in a white dress shirt sat at my table.

I sat across from him and greeted him politely before we engaged in a brief but casual conversation.

Then, he put down his cutlery and looked at me. His expression was all business. “Miss Howard, I’ll get straight to the point. I need to get married as soon as possible. My grandmother is sickly, and she wants to see me settle down. If you can accept that, we can sign a contract. Since we’re both lawyers, we don’t have to worry about either one of us trying to take advantage of the other in the contract.

“But if you can’t accept such a hasty marriage, you can tell me straight away. I’ll tell my parents about it and won’t cause you any trouble.”

This man, Richard Zimmer, had a regal air, but he was not aggressive whatsoever. I also felt at ease as I listened to him.

While I was thinking about what he said, my phone lit up, and what I saw immediately gave me the motivation to make an instantaneous decision.

John’s and William’s messages reached my phone at the same time.

John: Yggdra, you better apologize to Claire as soon as possible. You don’t own the law firm, so stop with the haughty act!

William: Stop bringing your emotions to work. Even if we’re breaking up, it’s not a reason for you to skip work. No one wants to take care of your mess for you.

I stared at the two messages until my screen faded to black. Then, I looked at Richard and forced a smile. “Sure. I’d like to get married as soon as possible too.”

Richard gave me a worried look before he took out his phone and pointed at a date. “How does this date sound? It’s a week from now. If it’s necessary, I can introduce you to my current law firm, but you may only be able to be my assistant at the beginning.”

I looked at the date before I blinked back my tears. “Okay. Coincidentally, I’m dissatisfied with my current job situation. I’ll hand over my job to the others before I transfer.”

Richard said nothing despite seeing that I was about to start crying in a moment. He just ordered dessert.

Then, he sat across from me quietly as he watched me eat the sickeningly sweet chocolate cake.

The sweetness from the chocolate melted in my mouth, but once it slid down my throat, it seemed to have turned into endless bitterness.

I never liked sweet stuff, and I only ever ate savory snacks at home and in the office.

John had once gone above and beyond to order a savory cake for me. It tasted horrible, but I was really happy about it.

When did things start to change?

One day, Claire came into my office with a cake and said that it was an afternoon snack, courtesy of John.

I just glanced at it before I said faintly, “I don’t eat sweet stuff. Please give it to someone else. Thank you.”

I then continued organizing the documents at hand, but in less than a minute, John pushed my door open and stormed in.

“Yggdra, why did you lose your temper at Claire?!”