I Let A Fraud Be With My Boyfriend

I followed Elliot into the apartment.

The interior was decorated in a familiar and simple style with cool tones. It was similar to Elliot’s personality, noble but distant.

Only this time, I was not moved in the slightest.

Elliot took out a bottle of water from the fridge and tossed it to me. Then, he walked up to the floor-to-ceiling windows and lit a cigarette.

The smoke curled around him like a layer of fog that separated us.

“Samantha, I know you’re not happy about this,” he started. His voice was low through the smoke.

“It’s my fault for not finding out more about your background. But Celeste is in poor health right now. She… can’t handle any agitation.”

Celeste Dent again.

I ducked my head and twisted the cap of the bottle open.

Quietly taking a sip of water, the cool liquid flowed down my throat.

However, it did nothing to wash away the bitterness I felt.

Elliot had said the same thing in the previous timeline.

He mentioned that Celeste had always been weak and prone to depression. He told me to be nice to her after the Dent family took me back in.

I went along with it.

I allowed Elliot to give Celeste all his favor and affection. Whenever Celeste threw a tantrum or started a fight with me, I was always the one who gave in. I would choose to stay quiet and let her have her way.

Yet, she ruined my marriage for ten years with a suicide attempt.

At my silence, Elliot probably assumed that I was sullen because I could not go to the Dent family and prove my relation to them. Feeling resigned, he stubbed out his cigarette.

Elliot turned around and bent down before me. Looking up, he tried to sweet-talk me with those puppy-dog eyes.

“Don’t be mad at me, okay?”

His voice was gentle as his hands covered mine. I was still holding the water bottle at this point.

“I admit I was wrong for not confirming everything before going over. I gave you false hope. Just tell me what I can do to make it up to you. As long as it’s within my means, I’ll do it.”

Elliot paused before his voice turned even more earnest. “But let’s forget about the Dent family for now, alright?”

He had literally and metaphorically lowered himself during this conversation. The love in his eyes was clear.

I could tell he was terrified that I was mad and that I would leave him.

However, the price for his love was the truth of my birth.

As I raised my chin and met his gaze, I suddenly felt like laughing.

“I don’t want anything.”

I calmly retracted my hands, which made his eyes go dull for a split second.

“Don’t worry. Even if the Dent family offers me untold riches, I won’t give them a second glance. You don’t need to apologize either. You don’t owe me anything. Let’s just call it quits.”

Elliot frowned deeply before abruptly standing up with a frosty expression.

“Call it quits? Are you throwing a tantrum, Samantha? Are you pulling this nonsense with me because I didn’t let you rejoin the Dent family?”

He stalked closer to me and caged me in with both hands on the couch.

“Yes, I’m not allowing you to rejoin the Dent family. But I didn’t say anything about breaking up! We can keep things as they’ve been between us. I’ll treat you even better than I did before!”

I looked at him and just felt extremely tired.

He thought that things could go back to normal as long as he stripped the identity of “Dent family heiress” from me, that we could go back to being peacefully in love.

Unbeknownst to him, tragedy did not start from my return to the Dent family.

“Elliot,” I said as I pushed him away and stood up to move away, “I’m tired. I want to go back to campus.”

After that, I walked straight to the door without sparing him another glance.

This time, he did not stop me.