No More Love for the Woman Who Hurt Me

I arrived at the hotel where Tatiana stayed.

A crowd of fans blocked the entrance.

"Tatiana Sand!"

"Tatiana! We love you!"

At this moment, both reporters and fans were looking forward to her appearance.

Or rather, their appearance.

"Here they come. Here they come."

Christopher opened the car door for Tatiana in a gentlemanly manner.

When Tatiana got out of the car in a white dress, Christopher covered her lower body with his coat to prevent her from accidentally exposing herself.

People started rushing toward Tatiana and Christopher.

Christopher held Tatiana in his arms lest she be hurt by the feverish crowd.

They were bombarded with camera flashes.

I was sandwiched in the crowd, feeling miserable.

Even so, Tatiana recognized me at first sight.

She dropped her gaze and walked away quickly.

She instantly disappeared from my sight.

The phone in my pocket beeped.

"Wait for me at the back door of the hotel! Be good!"

On the phone, Tatiana still seemed so gentle.

I got so bored that I started to swipe my phone in the hotel lobby.

Sure enough, Tatiana and Christopher showing up together caused a huge storm on Twitter again.

"What a sweet couple Tatiana and Christopher are!"

It topped the trending topics on Twitter again.

Comments were all congratulations to them.

Soon, a celebrity gossip account launched a vote.

"Vote for your favorite couple."

"Come on, let's vote for 'Christiana'."

Their shippers dominated the comments.

"Christiana" was directly voted first out of all the couples.

I put my phone away and walked toward the washroom.

Fans were waiting outside the entrance of the hotel.

They seemed to have endless energy.

A man was maintaining order there.

He shouted at the top of his lungs, "No jostling, please. It's Miss Tatiana Sand's private trip here. Everyone, please go back!"

I knew at a glance that this was Tatiana's agent, Tim Lee.

There was such a hubbub that no one could hear what he was saying at all.

Seeing this, he called the security guards to deal with the crowd.

Then, he walked into the hotel, cursing.

I met his resentful look.

He walked up to me in amazement and looked around before he pushed me into a corner.

"Why are you here?" he asked.

"Tatiana asked me to come."

"Humph, do you think I would believe you? How can you be worthy of her now? Get out of here right now!"

After saying that, he intimidated me into leaving with a dirty look at me.

Tim was Tatiana's cousin.

He used to be an unemployed loafer, but he had gotten to where he was now with his mother's kinship to Tatiana.

He had turned into someone close to a celebrity from a nobody.

It was only natural that he was puffed up with pride now.

I let out a sigh and washed my face in the washroom.