Part 3The Ninety-Ninth Cancellation

I don't know if it was my illusion.

But Arthur's tone suddenly became much lighter.

"What day is the wedding set for?"

Although this wedding had nothing to do with him, I still told him:

"In a week."

"Okay, I understand."

Right as the call was about to end, Mia's cheerful exclamation came from his end.

"Arthur, where did you put my pajamas?"

Smack.

The phone slipped from my hand, my brain instantly buzzing.

They... slept together?

At the thought of this possibility, my eyes pathetically turned red.

That deliberately forgotten memory also kept flashing back.

Back then, I had just gotten together with Arthur.

I begged him to introduce me to his fellow students in the research group.

Unlike the crowd of people who were tortured by experimental data to the point of being lifeless.

Mia always had a smiling face, like a bright sun.

At that time, Arthur was being pressured to drink by his seniors and juniors.

This group of people teasingly asked him who he loved the most.

The alcohol had flushed Arthur's eyes under his rimless glasses.

He was drunk, and instinctively answered:

"It's Mia..."

The scene instantly fell dead silent.

I wrung my fingers tightly, forcing a smile.

Deceiving them was also deceiving myself, constantly repeating:

"He means Chloe, it's Chloe!"

This farce was then casually brushed over.

But I still stubbornly stuck by Arthur's side, believing time would prove everything.

But after chasing him for eight years, I was truly tired.

Now that I, the stumbling block, was gone, it was normal for them to get together.

So I was also prepared to forget him.

Throwing away the various Lego puzzles he had given me.

Actually, I didn't like these puzzle games at all; I only cared about the process of doing them with him.

But Arthur was always too busy.

So I secretly hid a few puzzle pieces, hoping he would stay with me a little longer.

But Arthur's sharp eyes instantly saw through my thoughts.

"You hid the pieces, didn't you."

"Chloe, I don't have time to waste with you. Mia is still waiting for me to test the experimental data."

Mia had always been a thorn in my heart.

Once I heard her name, I became bitter and mean.

"Are you like this with Mia too?"

He seemed to freeze for a moment, stating a fact.

"Mia wouldn't be as boring as you."

His casual sentence destroyed all my psychological defenses.

There were three days left until the wedding.

My dad suddenly left a document at home and asked me to bring it to the university.

To take a shortcut, I had to walk through the science building.

But just as I stepped inside, Mia reached out and stopped me.

She had a tight little face.

"Sister Chloe, Arthur is busy doing experiments right now. You'd better not harass him anymore."

The gossiping students around us whispered:

"Wow, that's Arthur's simp fiancée."

"What a pity, I was really shipping Mia and Arthur."

I wondered if Arthur hadn't told them we broke up?

My phone kept popping up with rapid-fire calls from my dad.

I didn't have time to explain to them, hurriedly saying:

"I have an emergency."

"No!"

Mia reached out and shoved me.

I stumbled, thinking oh no.

This was the stairwell on the third floor!

A strong arm caught mine just in time.

I turned my head, the lingering fear on my face turning into pleasant surprise:

"Why are you here!"