Sunny clenched his fists angrily.
Aaron patted his shoulder, guided him to the other end of the bar table, and gave him a bottle of mineral water.
“Chill, dude. You’ll only embarrass Xante if you rush over there now to interrupt them. You’ll gain nothing but her
wrath, and not to mention the silent treatment, by doing that,” said Aaron.
Even though Sunny knew Aaron was right, he struggled to quell his burning rage.
“Listen to me. You might be able to save a damsel in distress later. That’ll show Xante what a hero you are,”
advised Aaron.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt‘Save a damsel in distress? What the hell is he talking about?’ thought Sunny, not understanding what Aaron meant.
However, he decided to wait and see. Thus, he threw his head back to drink his water—in a bid to cool himself down
—while glaring at Xante.
…
The man sitting beside Xante was not that handsome. However, dressed in a suit and coupled with his gentlemanly
demeanor and an air of success, he could make a few girls’ hearts race.
“Xante, it’s sure been a while since we last saw each other. I must say, you’ve changed quite a lot,” said the man,
swirling his wine glass and fixing his gaze on Xante.
Xante smiled lightly. “Oh? How have I changed?”
The man looked her up and down. “Hmm… You’ve been even more attractive and mature. Not to mention, you
have a certain air of mystery around you now.”
Xante pushed up her gold-rimmed glasses out of habit. “I can say the same about you. You’ve become more
mature and, dare I say, more romantic as well.”
The man chuckled bitterly when he recalled his past behaviors. “I was young, stupid, and broke back then. Sorry for
being a shitty boyfriend.”
Xante looked at him with a raised eyebrow. Instead of sadness, there was actually mockery in her eyes.
“You don’t have to apologize to me; you would’ve done the same thing if given the chance to start over. We’re all
adults hardened by years of disappointment here, so you don’t have to put up an act of repentance. Doing so just
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmmakes you look like a cringy dirtbag.”
The man’s face darkened a little, but he quickly smiled. “Okay, I won’t talk about the past anymore. In fact, let’s talk
about the present. Xante, you’re single and I’m single, so what do you say to us giving it another go?”
“No. I don’t think that’s necessary,” replied Xante lightly.
The man did not expect that he would be rejected outright, so he was understandably hurt. “Why not? Xante, my
feelings for you never changed, nor could I forget about you. Why won’t you give me another chance? I promise I’ll
treat you better than last time.”