Chapter 6
And the sound of a successful lock at the door rang out.
Jalen left.
Time seemed to stand still.
Until a hint of mocking laughter escaped from Darion’s throat.
I was left in a state of uncertainty by him.
I wanted to continue this ambiguous relationship.
But he didn’t listen, kicked the door open with his long legs, and walked out. He went straight to wash his hands.
His hands were very beautiful, with distinct joints, slender and clean, fair skin, and even visible veins hidden beneath the skin.
After he finished cleaning, he walked out.
“Natasha, I couldn’t afford to play.”
I thought that I would have no further connection with Darion.
He was ang” “terday.
And the social media accounts were not updated either.
Who knew that when Jalen and I were live streaming, he came and sent over a hundred carnivals.
I muttered to myself.
Did you have money to burn?
When I was making bread, Jalen stood behind me, with his hands placed over mine.
Tied an apron, shaved the nose tip, kneaded the dough, baked the bread.
We used to do this kind of thing many times. But today, I felt disgusted because of his touch.
The popularity of the live broadcast room was very high, and the barrage kept scrolling.
“When did Mr. Hughes propose to Natasha, transitioning from the campus to the wedding gown?”
“They were such a perfect match.”
Icalmly put the bread into the microwave.
Jalen was born out of wedlock.
”
Still not favored.
I remember vividly how he cried on my neck when he was drunk.
He said he lacked love, so he wanted a different kind of love.
But now, you only want me.
So after graduating from university, I gave up many job offers from foreign companies and resolutely joined him to work for the declining bread company under the Hughes Group.
His father dumped such a mess on him.
This is enough to prove that he was indeed not favored.
After we went down to the grassroots to learn bread making and raw material procurement, we hit the live streaming trend.
He and I live–streamed day and night, accumulating popularity and revitalizing the old–fashioned bread production line.
Later.
The company grew bigger and bigger.
Many nuts and cookies topped the sales charts in online stores.
Later, we opened many chain cake shops across the country.
Our story was also known by others.
To be honest.
Romantic stories easily increased sales.
He also caught his father’s attention because of his outstanding performance.
And I, also due to the annual dividends, moved from a small old house where I lived alone to a large apartment in the city center.
This was a win–win situation.
Jalen looked good.
He gently brushed the tips of my hair, his eyes filled with tenderness.
Can you really sell it? Can love also be faked?
Until when can you fit in?
I didn’t know.
But I knew.
To make it perish, first make it go mad.
The bullet screen kept rolling.
“Ah, the handsome men and beautiful women were so pleasing to the eye.”
“Jalen, you big mouth, hurry up and
propose.‘
“Bet 100, recorded on Mr. Hughes‘ account.”
If sweet candies were hard enough, could they also turn into bullets?
After the broadcast.
Jalen sat on the recliner and scrolled through Instagram.
He laughed and turned his head towards me. “Huh, is Darion crazy?”
“Hmm?”
“Didn’t you see his Instagram?”
I choked up and said, “No, I didn’t add him on WhatsApp.”
Jalen laughed knowingly and his fingertips swiped across the interface of Instagram.
All the songs are shared by Darion.
“Lie”
“Let Me Hold You”
“Let It Be”
“A Friend I Loved”
“I Don’t Wanna Be Friends”
“Silence”
“Unfaithful Lover”
Almost went viral. And it happened during my live broadcast.
“Did Darion get drunk today? He just treated us to over a hundred carnival tickets. If that guy asks me for a refund, I won’t agree.” Jalen joked.
Maybe he was drunk.
