Chapter 2The Roommate Who Married My Dad (In Her Dreams)

I laughed out of pure anger, about to retort.

The RA suddenly appeared to disperse the crowd.

"What's the noise? Keep it down or I'll write you all up!"

The crowd scattered. I sighed and went back into the room with Tiffany.

Suddenly, she ran up to me, crying hysterically.

"I'm sorry, Chloe! I had a bad attitude just now."

"My family was really poor growing up, and I was always bullied. The way you looked at me reminded me of those bullies..."

"I lost control and hit you. If you're still mad, hit me back!"

She started slapping herself hard, leaving red marks on her face.

I grabbed her hands immediately, my heart softening.

Although Tiffany was definitely weird, hearing her story, it probably stemmed from growing up in a repressive environment.

I didn't want to hold a grudge.

"Forget it, I'm not mad."

"But you absolutely cannot call my dad your hubby! That's ridiculous!"

Tiffany wiped her tears, sniffing.

"My grandma taught me, when you go to a new place, get close to the best person so you won't be bullied."

"I thought if I was connected to CEO Sterling, no one would dare bully me..."

"I'm sorry..."

I frowned. What kind of logic was that?

But her situation seemed pitiful, and I didn't know how to argue.

"Still, you can't do that... Anyway, stop crying. Pack up and rest."

Tiffany voluntarily made my bed, folded my clothes, and organized all my toiletries.

Having been spoiled at home, I was actually clueless about these chores.

I was grateful for her help.

"Thanks. I'll treat you to lunch tomorrow."

Tiffany smiled sweetly and pulled a bag of buns from her luggage.

"My grandma made these. They're delicious. Have one."

I was hungry after cleaning, so I took one and started eating.

"Your grandma's buns are great! She could sell these!"

I thought, Tiffany isn't a bad person, maybe just has some inferiority complex. She'll get better in college.

Suddenly, she opened her camera to take a selfie with me.

"I want to send it to Grandma! My first friend in college!"

"She's pretty and loves the buns!"

"Grandma will be so happy!"

I played along, chewing on the bun and throwing up a peace sign.

Tiffany fiddled with her phone, a happy smile on her face.

"Add me on WeChat, I'll send you the photo."

Seeing her expression, I remembered I hadn't told Dad I was settled in.

The next second, Dad messaged me.

[Made a new friend so fast? Good job, daughter!]

He attached a screenshot. I opened it.

It was a chat between Tiffany and Dad. Tiffany sent photos of my neatly made bed, organized closet, and toiletries.

And our selfie.

[Chloe is doing great! Eating well and living well!]

Dad replied with two thumbs-up emojis.

I was thinking Tiffany was quite helpful, updating my dad for me.

Then I refreshed my Moments (social media feed) and saw Tiffany's post.

[I'll work harder to learn how to be a good stepmom! Don't worry, Hubby! Daughter is doing well at school~]

The photo was the chat screenshot with my dad.