Chapter 3

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The house was empty when I woke up. I checked my phone and saw a message from Alex:

[You looked so peaceful sleeping, I didn't have the heart to wake you. I've gone to work. Remember to eat lunch when you get up.]

I smiled. Was Alex still some inexperienced kid?

No need for any after-sales service.

I was about to doze off again when someone knocked on the door.

I forced myself to get up and put on some clothes, despite my fatigue. When I opened the door, it was Jason.

This small apartment I rented was a two-bedroom, one-living room place. Jason knew the address but had never visited before. This was his first time here.

"What a rare guest," I said, only then realizing how hoarse my voice was.

Jason asked suspiciously, "Did you just wake up?"

"What's it to you? Jason, we've broken up."

"Still angry, huh? Don't tell me you went out drinking last night because you were heartbroken, and that's why you're just getting up now."

I smiled, "Yeah, and with a handsome guy too."

With that, I slammed the door shut with a bang.

Seeing an ex-boyfriend first thing in the morning, how unlucky!

"Emily, explain yourself clearly!" Jason shouted, seemingly flustered at being shut out for the first time at my place.

"Stop pretending. I know you too well. You're just trying to provoke me and make me jealous, right? That's all you women know how to do."

Jason was still the same Jason, looking down on others from his high horse.

"I'll take you to a hot spring resort in a few days. Stop making a fuss. That's enough."

Jason continued muttering to himself outside the door for a while before leaving, not knowing where he got the confidence that I was just throwing a tantrum.