Chapter 4The Billionaire's Lost Son & My Get-Rich-Quick Scheme

I was dumbfounded.

The gym entrance was crowded.

I looked back toward the basketball courts.

Julian had walked out without me noticing.

He must have just finished playing; sweat was dripping from his forehead.

A few of his friends were around him, all looking at us with interest.

They were talking loudly, not bothering to lower their voices.

"Hey, isn't that Sophia, Julian's ex?"

"Ex? Watch your mouth, bro. Ex-girlfriend!"

"Haha, right! Ex. Gotta say, Sophia's got backbone this time. Two months! Usually, she'd be crawling back by now."

"Did she find a rebound?"

"Oof, Hudson. The scholarship kid."

"Julian, you think she'll say yes?"

Hearing them, I felt awkward.

I instinctively looked at Julian.

I wanted to give him a look, tell him not to misunderstand.

But he never even looked my way.

He just bounced the ball, looking bored.

Like he was watching something completely irrelevant to him, he smirked mockingly.

"Hm?"

"Why would I care? Hudson's a top student. If he likes Sophia, she's punching up."

My heart sank.

Julian really didn't like me much, did he?

He only accepted me because I chased him so hard.

Agreeing to break up must have been a relief for him.

That's fine.

Not trying to get back together saves me some dignity.