Chapter 4

Damien began meeting with Bella frequently behind my back.

After each meeting, Bella would have a new piece of jewelry or another handbag.

As usual, she showed off a bag Damien had given her in the dorm.

Jennifer's eyes widened in exaggerated shock:

"This bag is the new limited edition from Hermès—only three in the world! Bella, who gave it to you?"

Bella's smile was loaded with meaning:

"Some people think they've got the dream guy on a leash, not realizing that flower has legs of its own."

The corner of her mouth lifted.

That satisfied expression—I knew it all too well.

She must have gotten Damien.

I suppressed the anger in my chest, put on my headphones, and turned the volume to maximum.

During this period, Damien hadn't come to find me. He was too busy dealing with headaches over the new drug development.

Until my birthday, when he suddenly asked to meet.

He hugged me excitedly, his voice filled with barely contained joy:

"Molly, I have great news! We finally broke through the bottleneck in the drug development!"

"I know I've been neglecting you lately, but I'm really sorry—I've just been so busy."

Once he mastered this technology, he could officially take over the family business.

He shared this news with me first. I was touched.

Then he took me to the Van Cleef & Arpels boutique. He immediately set his sights on a ten-million-dollar custom jewelry piece.

"Do you like it?"

I stared, stunned. The necklace was so beautiful it seemed unreal.

"It's beautiful, but it's too expensive."

"It's not expensive. Only this can show how much I care."

My nose tingled, and the gloom from the past few days dissipated.

Damien handed me the exquisitely packaged gift box:

"Molly, help me give this to Bella."

I froze, not comprehending.

"What?"

"These past days, she's been running around helping me with everything. She really helped me out. You're my girlfriend—it's more appropriate if you give it to her."

I lowered my head, didn't refuse, and showed no expression on my face.

I immediately contacted Bella.

She happened to be at the same mall. Damien and I went directly to find her.

When we reached the agreed spot, we saw her struggling with a man.

That man was my ex-boyfriend, Lucas.

"Bella, stop avoiding me. I've already found a house—the new development at the Waterfront. I'll put it in your name. As long as you're with me, I'll give you anything."

Bella frowned: "Lucas, what's wrong with you?"

But Lucas kept pestering her relentlessly, holding onto Bella.

The next second, a figure rushed over and punched Lucas hard in the face.

"What do you think you are to harass her like this?"

Lucas stumbled back several steps, glaring at Damien resentfully.

The two men fought, both landing heavy blows.

It took three or five mall security guards to pull them apart.

I suddenly found it ridiculous.

My current boyfriend and my ex-boyfriend were beating each other up over another woman.

How ironic.

Bella, eyes red, threw herself into Damien's arms:

"Thank god you came. I was so scared..."

Damien held her, lowering his head to comfort her softly: "It's okay. I'm here."

After warning Lucas with his eyes, he left with Bella.

From start to finish, he never looked back at me once.

I was about to leave.

Suddenly a large hand grabbed my arm and pulled me into the nearby fire escape.

My back pressed against the cold wall.

A familiar scent pressed down on me.

After a passionate kiss, the person spoke slowly.

"Babe, have you played enough? How was my performance? Every time that Bella touches my arm, I have to go home and wash it three times."