I pushed him out of the room. "Leave, and don't bother me again. Oh, remember the three hundred and fifty dollars you owe me? Please transfer it."
With a loud slam, I closed the door and slumped down, exhausted. Then I got back up, my eyes resilient.
The sentiments of the past wouldn't bring me down.
The role of the wicked woman could be played by someone else! I was tired of entangling with trash. Sienna and those three guys, their love-hate drama, if I couldn't handle it, I could at least avoid it!
I needed to study hard and boost my abilities.
While I devoted myself to studying and working, Archer didn't want to break up. Initially, he was aggressive, thinking I was playing hard to get. After I threw the flowers he bought into the trash twice, he finally realized my resolve and softened his approach.
"What exactly do you want?" He cornered me outside the rental, reeking of alcohol, pinning me against the wall. "Sienna is a celestial beauty, and you're just dirt. She's pristine and untainted by greed, while you come whining to me over three hundred bucks. Being her double is your good fortune!"
"Get out of my way."
"No! You want money, right? I'll give it to you. How much do you want?"