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Falling in Love With A Cool Guy

Sweet stories are coming. Be brave, and tell him how you feel. We hide in the lonely corners, watching those charming boys, but we don't know as long as we are brave enough, we can win their hearts. The handsome schoolboy, the abstinent professor, the cool genius... Who says that crush is fruitless? The pursuit of true love never goes out of style. “Falling in Love With A Cool Guy” My bestie's brother was a cool guy. When I met him for the first time, he went out of the bathroom and covered my head with a coat. Chelsea, my bestie tried to smooth things over. "This is my friend. Is she beautiful?" He looked at me coldly and said in a mean tone, "Ugly." Well, you might be a handful, but I knew how to deal with this type. I showed him my care and consideration for a long time. In the end, I gave up. He was still so arrogant that he didn't even call me sister. Two days after I gave up, he sent me the first message. Cool guy: [Are you playing hard to get?] “Love You Long Ago” I had a crush on Matthew, who was my neighbor, for a long time. One day, Matthew took the initiative to find me and introduced his younger brother to me. I smiled bitterly. Everyone knew that his half-brother was the person he hated the most. “Crush” I never thought this scene would appear in front of me. A tall man stood before me, holding the pink lingerie I had just taken off with his slender ring finger. My jeans were halfway also down my thighs.

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I'm His Crush(3)

7

"Why do you want a divorce?" Kingston questioned me with red eyes.

I was so confused that I forgot to get angry after he woke me up.

"The last thing you said on the phone was you were going to divorce me tomorrow?" Kingston pinched my shoulders, upset.

His breath didn't reek of alcohol, but why was he so mad as if he had drunk too much? I looked at him in confusion.

Besides, I was left at home alone while he went on a long journey to find his childhood sweetheart.

How dare he shout at me?

I ignored him, ready to close the door.

He pressed against the door to keep me from closing it and said in a soft voice, "Anna, nothing happened between us. Why do you want a divorce?"

Nothing?

I was made the other woman!

Your childhood sweetheart haunted me like a ghost.

I opened my mouth, but I didn't have the heart to speak against him.

His eyes were red, as if he had cried, and he was exhausted from the night's travel.

He was so pitiful that I couldn't bear to push him away.