Cheat with my boyfriend best friend by Jane E.L.
Chapter 201 Fled

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The place where Aaron's hand touched was numb. But my heart gradually sank. Did Aaron think that was why I came to him?

"Why are you looking at me like this? Am I wrong?" Aaron was still smiling, but there was no warmth in his blue eyes, and the words he said. were even colder and more ruthless, "Vincent can't satisfy you, or have you become addicted to cheating for excitement?"

I took a deep breath, held back the tears that were about to fall, and asked him seriously. "Is it really what you think of me?"

"Or what? What else should I think of you?" Aaron chuckled as if he had heard a very funny joke, "Aren't you just such a woman?"

I hadn't expected that I turned out to be such an unbearable woman in Aaron's heart.

All the courage I had mustered up today was shattered at this moment.

Tears rolled down the corners of my eyes. I stubbornly straightened my back and looked up at Aaron, "Do you have to say that about me?"

Could it be that I was a despicable woman in his heart?

Seeing my tears fall, Aaron narrowed his eyes and suddenly tightened his grip on my shoulder.

Two seconds later, he shrugged slightly, "Okay, I was wrong."

His apology was so perfunctory. At least, I didn't feel his sincerity at all. However, when Aaron reached out to wipe my tears, I seemed to see his distress in a trance.

When his warm fingers touched my cheeks, I felt so sad that I burst into

tears.

Aaron suddenly picked me up and strode towards the sofa. He let me sit on his lap, took out a handkerchief, and wiped the corners of my eyes.

I didn't know what was wrong with me, but tears kept flowing down my

face.

"Did Vincent bully you?" Aaron asked me suddenly.

I felt the weight of his grip on my arm, and I suddenly had an illusion that if I said yes, Aaron would probably go after Vincent.

But, after returning from Las Vegas, I never met Vincent again. I had been living in a mess every day, and I didn't have time to think about Vincent at all.

I shook my head, "No, we..."

We hadn't met at all.

"That's right." He looked very understanding, "You and he are newlyweds, a happy and loving couple. Where did he get the time to bully you?"

Why was he always stubbornly trying to tie me and Vincent together? I had nothing to do with Vincent! I wanted explain, but Aaron suddenly asked me, "Are you done crying?"

I froze for a moment. But before I could react, Aaron suddenly pinched my waist and brought his handsome face closer to me. His face was still as good-looking as ever, and it was handsome enough to fascinate me at a glance. Staring at his blue eyes, I subconsciously grabbed the hem of his clothes tightly.

Like a wolf, Aaron didn't even blink his eyes.

He looked closely at me, slowly pressed me down on the sofa, stretched out his hand to hold my arm, and lowered his head to my lips.

"Aaron..." I called his name nervously, aware of what he wanted to do. But it seemed I couldn't push him away, or rather, subconsciously I didn't want to push him away.

He lowered his head, licked my lips with his tongue, and put his other hand under the hem of my skirt.

"Huh?" Aaron narrowed his eyes slightly as if admiring the look of fascination on my face.

I couldn't help but want to reach out to hug his waist, but I suddenly saw the purple hickeys on his neck again! I froze as if I was struck by lightning.

I pushed him away violently, sat up, and straightened my clothes.

asked me.

I tried my best to smooth the folds on my skirt, and asked him seriously, "Aaron, tell me, what is your relationship with that woman just now?"

Aaron leaned on the sofa, smiling wickedly, "Didn't I tell you a long time ago? She is my fiancée."

I clenched my fists suddenly, and said in a somewhat awkward tone, "What about me? To you, what am I?"

"What do you think you should be?" Aaron smiled and pulled me into his arms again, and wanted to bow his head to kiss me again.

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When I thought of his lips kissing another woman just now, I somehow felt disgusted. I turned my head and struggled to withdraw from his arms, "She is your fiancée. Why do you still kiss me?"

"Didn't you take the initiative yourself?" Aaron looked confused, and his hand slid down from my chest, "You deliberately came to me dressed like this. Aren't you trying to seduce me? Since you showed up at my door, why wouldn't I turn you down?"

While talking, he leaned over and tried to kiss me again.

As for me, at this moment, I only felt that my hair stood on end. It turned out that in Aaron's heart, I was a cheap woman at his door, and I was so despicable!

I couldn't bear it anymore. I pushed him away, slapped him, and ran out quickly. I was wrong. I shouldn't have come to see Aaron today. As Daisy had said, I would regret the decision I made. But at this moment, besides regret, what I was feeling more was despair.

This was the last time I had swallowed my pride to make peace with him. And from today on, I would have no reason to go to see him anymore, because my pride would not allow me to make mistakes again and again.

Now I realized that there was no future between us.

Chapter 201 Aaron's POV

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After watching Olive leave, I felt a little self-deprecating as I touched the cheek that she had slapped. Compared with the pain in my heart, the pain in my face was almost negligible.

I powerlessly threw myself on the sofa, touched the marks on my neck where I had pinched, and felt that my life was like a joke. I closed my eyes, and the panic and bewilderment when I woke up from the hotel in Switzerland and didn't see Olive appeared again in my mind.

At first, I thought she was angry at me for imprisoning her. After getting angry, I regretted it more. I shouldn't have treated her like this.

So I started calling her. But she didn't answer any calls. It wasn't until her phone was completely turned off that I panicked completely

I couldn't help wondering if she might be in some danger, or if she had something to hide. So, I asked all my friends to look for her.

Then. I got the news from my friend that Vincent was going to Las Vegas with the whole family to hold a wedding. I was completely stunned by this news. I suddenly realized that the girl Vincent was going to marry was Olive!

I didn't have time to prepare anything, so I hurriedly booked a plane ticket to Las Vegas. But when I arrived in Las Vegas, the chilly wind at the airport woke me up completely. I was at a loss. In the beginning, I didn't think about whether Olive would like to marry Vincent. What if... what if she married Vincent of her own accord?

I tried my best to calm myself down, and then I rented a woman to be my companion and asked her to accompany me to the wedding. I thought that

if Olive was forced, I would take her out of there.

When I was driving to the church, I was still fantasizing about how I should take her out of there.

After parking the car, I didn't even know how I got to the church.

The lights in the church were gorgeous and beautiful, and Olive, the bride, was wearing a white wedding dress. I had always known she was beautiful. but for the first time, I realized that she looked so perfect in a wedding dress. She took Vincent's arm and was very close to him.

I noticed that there was a smile on her face. She accepted the blessing of Vincent's mother and the pastor's blessing with a happy face.

"Ms., do you take this gentleman for your lawfully wedded husband, whether poor or rich, healthy or disabled, you will always be with him and never leave him?"

Amidst the soft and solemn music, Olive seemed to be in a trance. I stood blankly at the door of the church, looking at her back. What is she thinking? Is it true that she hopes that I can take her away at this time as I expected?

I pushed away my companion's hand and approached her uncontrollably. At the moment when the idea of taking her away was getting stronger and stronger, Olive finally spoke. Her tone was so firm and calm. Her answer "I do" was enough to blow me to pieces.

I suddenly thought of the fear and panic in her eyes when I had proposed to her. I had comforted myself more than once that Olive just felt that my

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marriage proposal was too sudden, and the result would be better if I made preparations next time before proposing. But it turned out that it wasn't that my proposal was too sudden, but that the person she wanted to marry was not me at all! At that moment, I felt like a big joke. For the first time, I found out that I resented her a little bit.

If she had told me early that she only treated me as a pastime, I probably wouldn't be so heartbroken that I couldn't breathe like I was now.

But even though I was so angry that I was about to have a heart attack, I still didn't step forward to sabotage her and Vincent's wedding at this moment. This was the girl I had cared for. Even if she betrayed me, hurt me, and humiliated me, I still couldn't bear to make her sad at this time. It was just that I couldn't generously wish her a happy marriage. So, like a coward. I turned and walked away.

But Olive caught up at this moment. She said that she and Vincent were not real. I had witnessed their happiest moment with my own eyes, and she was still trying to lie to me at this time. Did she think I hadn't been embarrassed enough? I took the arm of the woman next to me, brought her to Olive, and told her that this was my fiancée. I didn't even know the woman's name. I just naively wanted to use this method to win back the game. I didn't want to lose this relationship in disgrace.

Olive looked at me with sadness on her face. She grabbed my arm and said she wanted to explain to me. What else could be explained? I had seen it with my own eyes and any explanation would be pale and ridiculous.

Her pure white wedding dress was very dazzling, so I said, "I won't be as stingy as you, and get married secretly. When I get engaged, I will notify you."

As I had expected, I saw her tears streaming down. I had thought that saying this would make me feel relieved, but I walked away, looking hasty and embarrassed. I knew that in front of Olive, I had already suffered a crushing defeat.