Part 2The Breakup Bonus

The next day.

I stopped clinging to Ethan and went back to being a loner.

That evening after class, he blocked me at the school gate.

Ethan looked down at me irritably: "Wendy, you've got guts, daring to delete me?"

I explained seriously:

"We've broken up."

He was impatient: "Just because of a scholarship, do you have to be like this?"

I took a deep breath and said word by word:

"Ethan, but that could have been the surgery fee for my grandma."

Ethan paused abruptly.

Immediately, the little childhood sweetheart beside him held his arm, apologizing to me in panic:

"I'm sorry, Wendy. I... I didn't know it was so important."

"I'm really sorry. I'll return the money to you. Don't be mad at Ethan, okay?"

Ethan recovered and frowned: "You don't need to apologize. The scholarship is yours."

After speaking, seeing my silence, he softened his tone rarely:

"...This matter is my fault, but she needs the scholarship more than you. She needs to use this to prove her ability to her family."

"Wendy, be sensible. I'll pay for your grandma's money?"

Being with him for so long, Ethan rarely compromised like this.

But every time he said this, I would soften and forgive him.

This time, he even promised to help pay for Grandma's surgery.

It seemed that no matter what, I shouldn't throw a tantrum anymore and should obediently make up with him.

I pursed my lips, about to say something.

But when I looked up, I saw Lucas standing not far behind Ethan.

Through the crowd, he looked at me with extreme coldness.

As if daring me to nod and agree, he would rush over and beat me up.

Ethan followed my gaze, then surprised:

"Lucas, why are you here? Weren't you going to the company today?"

Seeing this, Lucas walked forward and explained lightly: "There's something at school that needs supervision."

Ethan didn't mind.

A few seconds later, remembering something, he asked casually:

"By the way, what did you mean by that story you posted last night? Did anyone really send you a screenshot?"

Lucas's gaze swept over me.

I hurriedly lowered my head, not speaking.

Then I heard him reply indifferently: "Yeah, there was."

Maybe Lucas's attitude was too natural.

Ethan didn't think much and turned his gaze back to me.

Actually, even if Lucas didn't come specifically to supervise me, I would have kept my promise.

Three years of feelings were long; I always dared not give up.

But since I took the money and broke up last night, I wouldn't go back on my word.

So, braving Lucas's gaze, I said seriously to Ethan:

"I've gathered the money. Breaking up is not a joke."

"Ethan, let's stop here."