Chapter 4My Rich Boyfriend's Secret

I had been waiting for this day, watching the stars and counting the months, and another month passed.

In my previous life, Ethan had already gone back by this time. Why hasn't he made a move in this life?

When I got home from work and opened the door, I was stunned for a moment.

Flowers, balloons, candlelight, food, and music.

Um... what's this?

"Sophie, today is the one-year anniversary of our meeting," Ethan said.

I looked at Ethan, all dressed up, not understanding what he was doing.

Seeing that I hadn't reacted, Ethan waved his hand in front of my face.

"Sophie, Sophie, what are you thinking about?"

I coughed lightly, "I'm thinking about you, of course. Thinking about how much effort my baby put into preparing this surprise for me. I'm so touched I could cry."

I pretended to be deeply moved, nestling into Ethan's arms and planting a kiss on his chin.

Ethan held me tight, rubbing his chin on the top of my head. "For you, this is all I should do."

I pinched my palm hard, the pain bringing tears to my eyes. I looked up at Ethan with misty eyes, "Will you ever not want me? After all, I'm just a third-rate graduate from a third-rate university, working a third-rate job at a third-rate company."

"How could that be possible!" Ethan said firmly.

Looking at Ethan's determined expression, I found it laughable inside. These were the very words you once said.

Now you're putting on this act of undying love, who are you trying to fool? It's disgusting, truly disgusting to the core.

"Really? You really won't look down on me? Will you marry me? Will we get married?" I pressed on.

Hearing my words, Ethan froze for a moment.

Heh, man, caught you off guard, didn't I?

"Of course we will," Ethan replied.

I didn't expect Ethan to agree. If he found me so repulsive, why keep up this charade? He should have gone into acting instead.

I lowered my head, pretending to be happy, and buried my face in Ethan's chest.

Ethan pushed me away gently, picking up an exquisite velvet box from the table.

Seeing the box, my eyes suddenly lit up. At least the kid knows what he's doing. It wasn't all for nothing that I played along with him for a year. Judging by the box, the contents must be quite valuable.

"This is for you," he said.

I accepted it with great joy, but when I opened it, I saw a plain red string bracelet.

What the hell? Where's my knife? Is this what the heir to a corporate empire does? Is this how the successor to the Blackwood Group treats me? Are you kidding me?

If it weren't for the habit I'd developed of wearing a fake smile in front of Ethan, I really might have slapped him.

"What's this?" I asked, looking confused as I carefully picked up the red string, examining it closely.

Well... it really was just a red string. Not even a gold bead, let alone a silver one.

"This is a safety knot I got for you from the temple today. Wear it, and it will keep you safe and sound," Ethan said.

Go to hell! I was cursing Ethan's eighteen generations of ancestors in my mind, but my face still maintained a touched expression.

"Really? I love it so much. You're so good to me," I said, hooking my arms around Ethan's neck and planting a kiss on his lips.

Ethan took the opportunity to capture my lips, slowly savoring them like jelly.

Another sleepless night followed. In the last moment before I lost consciousness, I was still thinking, this man is so stingy, will he even give me that check?