Chapter 3
Messages in the Jorge brothers‘ group chat hadn’t stopped since I left.
One after another.
It seemed they had already forgotten I was still in the group.
**[Guys, I just found out the hotel George went to this time was actually his sister–in–law
Lillian’s.]**
**[She’s not going there to catch him cheating, is she?]**
**[If she is, then so be it. What man doesn’t want to have some fun? She’s just so
old–fashioned, clinging to her purity like it’s life or death.]**
**[With how much she cares about George, do you believe that even if George slept with someone else in front of her, after she’s done being angry, she’d still kneel down and beg for
him back…]**
The rest of the messages were even more disgusting.
I couldn’t bring myself to read more, so I just sent a single message: **[Don’t worry, I’m
done.]**
Then I exited the chat.
At that moment, I fully understood a term: “Two of a kind.”
No wonder they got along so well. Turns out they were the same type
of
person.
But there was one thing Jorge said that wasn’t wrong:
“I don’t want to get married. If you really want to, then go find another man.”
He’s a non–marriage type, and I’m not.
Chapter 3
It’s time to find someone more suitable to marry.
When my mom found out we had broken up, she quickly started setting up blind dates for me, but what I didn’t expect was that the guy would be none other than George’s brother,
Liam Anderson.
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