Chapter 6
Warren froze, as if only just remembering Carissa’s presence. He opened his mouth, about to explain something.
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I heard Carissa’s voice sounding calm.
“I was their friend.”
With a complex expression, Warren glanced at her after the words fell, but due to Madilyn beside him, he ultimately didn’t say anything more.
Although others found it strange, they didn’t ask much and greeted her to take a seat together.
Long–lost friends gathered together after many years, wishing they could chat from the south
to the north of the world.
While Warren chatted with friends, he attentively served Madilyn by picking out the cilantro
she didn’t like, even as he passed her the food.
And Carissa sat quietly on the side, playing the role of “friend“.
The party was halfway through when she went to the bathroom.
When I returned to the door of the private room, I heard a voice coming from inside.
“Warren, be honest, during the years Madilyn was abroad, did you like any other woman?”
The private room was silent.
Everyone was waiting for Warren’s answer.
Sitting beside him, Madilyn took the initiative to speak up for him.
“Alright, stop asking already. After all these years abroad, it’s normal for Warren to have liked
someone else…”
Although she said so, tears filled her eyes and there was a forced smile on her face.
Warren’s heart ached when he saw her in such a state.
Helplessly, he murmured in a low voice, “No, I never liked any other woman.”
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Madilyn finally stopped crying and shyly buried herself in his arms.
As soon as others saw the situation, they instantly started to jeer and scream.
Carissa also didn’t want to go in and disturb their enthusiasm.
I decided to take a taxi home.
A few hours later, Warren returned with a drunken Madilyn in his arms.
He carefully placed the girl in his arms on the bed, and a pair of fair arms softly wrapped
around his neck.
“Warren, don’t go! If I hadn’t stubbornly left the country back then, wouldn’t we have never
had Carissa between us?”
“Now it’s me who is taking wedding photos with you. We are the real couple, aren’t we? Please
don’t leave me, okay…”
Upon hearing these words, Warren’s movement to get up paused, and Madilyn took the opportunity to kiss him directly.
Carissa pushed open the bedroom door and saw this ambiguous scene.
She stood still for a moment, then turned around and left the room.
Anyone would feel uncomfortable seeing their boyfriend kissing another woman.
But perhaps because she had already prepared herself mentally, she didn’t feel it was too
difficult to accept.
Watching Carissa’s figure, Warren’s heart surged with an unprecedented panic, and he pushed Madilyn aside and chased after her.
“Carie, listen to me, she…”
“I understood that Madilyn got drunk, so you should go take care of her. I wouldn’t get angry.”
Warren’s heart suddenly filled with an indescribable panic as he looked into her sincere eyes, as if something was losing control.
He asked in a hoarse voice, “Why aren’t you angry at all?”
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