Chapter 2The Borrowed Boyfriend

Seth said he was coming.

But he didn't arrive until 8 PM the next day.

Seeing his dusty, weary appearance, I almost felt sorry for him.

After all, from the phone call yesterday until now, he had been busy.

Busy helping Julie choose a wedding ring.

Busy helping Julie’s mom buy groceries for the New Year.

Busy playing mahjong with Julie’s relatives.

Julie’s social media feed was flooded with pictures of Seth pleasing her family.

As soon as he entered the ward, Seth loosened his tie, threw it on the extra bed, and said, "Why are you so stupid? Taking an illegal cab."

"Making me drive back and forth during the holidays."

He walked to my bedside and opened a bottle of water for himself.

I listened to him gulping down the water, looking at my reflection in the glass window under the fluorescent light.

Was I not miserable enough?

So Seth didn't even ask how I was.

But I was pretty miserable. Half my face was swollen like a pig's head, and my forehead was wrapped in gauze.

The only explanation was that Seth found my accident annoying.

Annoying enough that he, my boyfriend of seven years, had to drive 30 miles at night to see me.

While I was lost in thought, Seth finished his water, turned around, and tossed a ring in front of me.

"Here, didn't you want a customized ring three years ago? Consider this my apology for causing your accident."

I instantly saw the capital letters engraved on the ring—"JY."

My name is Sue.

But I knew the letters stood for "Julie Young."

This ring was identical to the one Julie posted on her social media, where she and Seth were cheek to cheek.

Maybe the pain in my chest was too intense.

I held the ring and said, "Seth, you can't just give rings randomly unless you're getting married."

Seth was slightly stunned.

The next second, his face turned cold. "Dropping hints again? Sue, how desperate are you to get married? I told you long ago, as long as Julie needs me to play her boyfriend, I won't marry."

"Enough. I know you're in a bad mood because of the accident, but that's no reason to threaten me with marriage."

My heart felt like it was being pricked by needles.

Just as I was about to say, "Fine, let's break up then."

Seth’s phone rang.

He looked at the caller ID and answered anxiously.

"Hello, Julie? What, your mom wants me to come back and play mahjong with Aunt May? Okay, wait for me, I'm coming home right now."

After hanging up, Seth picked up the water bottle he just drank from and said urgently, "I asked the doctor just now. Your accident didn't hit any vital organs. It looks serious, but your life isn't in danger."

"I found you a caregiver. You stay in the hospital peacefully. I'll come pick you up when you're discharged in three days."

With that, he turned to leave.

Before stepping out, he didn't forget to turn back and instruct me: "Rest well since you're injured. Don't cause drama. Tossing and turning during the holidays isn't good."