“In the middle of the night, your boyfriend doesn’t feel comfortable letting a young girl like you out alone?”
I gave an awkward smile. “Oh, he is busy now.”
“After all these years, he must be your husband by now, right? You two are such a perfect match, handsome man and beautiful woman! Still two bowls of beef noodle soup?”
I curled my fingers. “Just one bowl... no, two. My hubby will be here soon.”
While waiting for the soup, I scrolled through my phone. In just a few moments, Daniel and Emily hit the trending list five times.
Their love was loud and proud, yet always dignified.
I skipped the hateful comments directed at me, staring blankly at Emily’s social feed instead.
Daniel had made her beef soup. The bowl was piled high with beef.
[Daniel said that girls should eat meat to replenish their blood and energy during their periods; you really don’t need to teach your lover.]
The comments section was filled with envy over Emily marrying such a good husband. Some even tagged me specifically.
[You can snatch a diamond ring, but you can’t snatch true love.]
That incident caused quite a stir.
To vent his anger at Emily, Daniel specifically used his connections to expose my dirty secrets.