She Asked to Share, I Said Yes—He CrumbledChapter 1

At our relationship anniversary dinner, my fiancé’s so-called “brother in arms,” Bella Brooks, once again casually ate the shrimp he had peeled for me.

A friend teased, “Daniel Carter, who’s really your girlfriend here?”

Bella instantly hooked her arm through his and laughed. “Oh, come on. Danny is our shared property! Haven’t you heard of sharing?”

“And besides,” she added with a sly grin, “it’s not like he hasn’t already taken care of me in other ways. Olivia’s generous—she doesn’t mind, right?”

My fiancé just pinched her cheek, smiling indulgently. “You never shut up,” he said, without once looking at me.

With everyone watching, I set down my chopsticks and said, “I do mind. It’s disgusting.”

Daniel finally frowned. “What are you making a scene for? She just ate a couple of your shrimp. Bella’s just running her mouth.”

I smiled calmly. “Exactly. And I think her dirty mouth is disgusting too.”

For the anniversary dinner, I had booked the restaurant early. Daniel’s friends all came. As soon as the dishes arrived, he picked up the biggest shrimp, deftly peeled it, and placed it—not in my bowl, but naturally into Bella’s.