Ethan, obviously.
I kept my head down, munching on snacks,
not daring to make a sound.
Halfway through the gala…
A girl took the stage.
She performed a beautiful ballet, immediately
captivating the audience.
Applause erupted.
It was Ethan’s childhood sweetheart, Elaine
Yates.
く
Her graceful movements earned her wave
after wave of cheers.
Everyone was saying how beautifully she
danced.
Faced with the praise, Elaine smiled gently.
“Ethan used to play the piano while I danced.
Those were the best times.”
“I miss those days…”
Her voice was clear and unhurried.
The guy in the white shirt paused mid–sip.
く
Clearly, he’d heard her words.
Olivia scoffed. “Such a fake.”
A thought suddenly crossed my mind.
Could she be…
The reason for my divorce from Ethan?
This suspicion was further confirmed when
Ethan stopped Olivia and me.
He said, “Chloe, you didn’t bully Elaine, did
you?”
“I told you, it has nothing to do with her…”
く
Before I could finish, Olivia pulled me behind
her.
Her acting skills were superb, her expression
perfectly crafted.
Her face displayed a mix of emotions:
confusion, anger, protectiveness, and a hint
of panic.
“How can you accuse her? My best friend
doesn’t even know that girl, and she doesn’t
know you! This is very rude!”
