Chapter 81. Growing Soft

I stared at her, and she looked back at me. From her expression, I knew she recognized me from the smirk on her face. I attempted to walk past her, but I heard her voice.

“It must hurt, doesn’t it?” she asked, and I turned to look at her.

“Fucking me on your day, it’s something,” she commented as she played with her nails. I stared at her with a nonchalant look. If only she knew—I wasn’t hurt. Whoever Lucas slept with was none of my business. I knew it wasn’t going to be the last time, and I had accepted it as it was. All I wanted was his trust, and nothing else mattered.

I attempted to walk away, but no—the girl was persistent. Maybe she just wanted to rub what she saw as a victory all over my face, and I was getting pissed off.

“Hi, I am Monica,” she said, smirking at me.

“Nice achievement, Monica.