Chapter 6

After Lucas finished washing up, the doorbell of the townhouse suddenly rang.

Standing at the door was Emma, Lucas's childhood friend who had grown up with him.

I had known that Emma liked him ever since I started dating Lucas.

As the front door opened, Emma, dressed in an elegant cocktail dress and looking impeccable, appeared before Lucas. Unlike me, she always seemed to have a cheerful demeanor, as if she could bring endless joy to people.

Not only that, but she also knew how to cheer Lucas up. For instance, now she sensitively noticed Lucas's irritable mood and began to patiently comfort him as she sat beside him.

"Lucas, don't be angry. It's not worth getting upset over someone like that."

Lucas glanced at her, then expressionlessly took the candy from her hand.

"You're right. It's not worth getting angry over such a despicable person. She doesn't deserve it."

Yes.

I don't deserve it.