I didn’t regret it at first—I knew Ronald never liked me. To him, I was just a business agreement in heels. Back in that past life, yeah, I clung to him like I had no dignity and wouldn’t let go no matter what.
But in this life—especially after what he said today—I was really starting to think, damn, this guy’s a total jerk, always eyeing the next dish while still eating from his plate.
I looked up at him. My head was spinning like I was stuck in a laggy video, could barely process anything. My words came out slow and slurred, and my eyelids were sinking fast.
“That guy’s trash, seriously. Anyone marrying him is gonna regret it. I regret it so bad that I—mmph!”
Before I could finish, he suddenly leaned down and kissed me, hard. It was so sudden, like he couldn't hold back any
