Love Is Like A Shooting Star

“Sorry, Hazel, I bought it too small.”

I forced an ugly smile. I remembered that Naomi had a slender wrist and this bracelet should not be favored by Naomi.

If Naomi didn’t dislike it, Marty wouldn’t have given it to me.

Marty came over and hugged me in his arms.

“Hazel, the day after tomorrow is Naomi’s award ceremony. After all, there will be business cooperation in the future. I want to go and see it, okay?”

Marty’s words made me a little confused. Wasn’t it a birthday?

How did it become an award ceremony?

I turned on my phone and saw the news.

In the National Architectural Design Competition, Naomi’s name was at the top of the list.

I nodded silently and said, “It just so happens that I’m going abroad the day after tomorrow.” Marty was still struggling to find an excuse to stop me from going, but when he heard what I said, he was relieved and visibly happy.

Then he frowned, as if he had thought of something. “What are you going abroad for?”

I took a deep breath and pretended to be relaxed. “I received a notice for an academic seminar abroad.”

Marty didn’t doubt anything and went out excitedly. He didn’t show up until the day I left. On the day of my departure, I found the address in the news, just thinking of it as putting an end to the three-year marriage.

The award ceremony was very lively and Naomi was talking to the guests in high spirits. She was wearing a black fishtail skirt and had delicate makeup on her face. My husband, Marty, was holding her arm at this moment, watching her chatting and laughing with a smile on his face.

I suppressed the turmoil in my heart and walked toward them calmly. Marty saw a flash of panic on my face and then he returned to his usual gentle expression.

“Hazel, why are you here? Aren’t you on a flight today?”

I sneered and glanced at Naomi’s hand on his arm.

“What? Are you afraid of me seeing something shameful?”

Marty quickly pulled his arm back and said with some blame, “What do you mean by that! Naomi and I are just ordinary business partners!”

Naomi on the side hooked her lips provocatively and looked at me meaningfully.

The secretary ran over and told Marty that it was his turn to go on stage.

Marty patted my shoulder as if to comfort me, turned around and hurried to the stage.

I found a seat and sat down and Naomi followed and sat opposite me.

“Long time no see, Hazel! You actually followed Marty to find this place. Can you, a housewife, understand what he said? You’d better remember forever that only those I don’t want are worthy of your turn.”

Naomi seemed to touch her neck inadvertently and the necklace on it hurt my eyes a little.

That was the necklace I had been longing for, Marty knew it, but he had always refused it on the grounds that it was too expensive and flashy.

Now, it was worn on Naomi’s neck.

Naomi and I used to be very good friends, studying in the architecture department of the same university.

After my fiancé openly proposed to her, we completely fell out.

That period was the darkest moment of my life. Marty happened to appear at that time and said he wanted to marry me, giving me a ray of hope.

After marriage, I planned to continue studying architecture, but Marty suddenly stopped me.

“Hazel, architecture is too time-consuming, I don’t want you to be so tired. You can find a leisurely job, my salary is enough to support you.”

At that time, I was moved to tears and willingly gave up the design draft that I spent a year designing.