Chapter 4The Live-Streamed Love Story: When the Tsundere Billionaire Stops Pretending

Of course, I didn't turn around, nor did I pay attention to the scrolling comments, because my face was completely covered in tears at that moment.

Liar! They're all liars!

Who said Ethan liked me? Would someone who liked me yell at me like that? Would he question me like that? I bet he doesn't like me one bit. Getting my parents to send me abroad was probably just so he could get rid of me once and for all.

I wiped the tears from my face aggressively and walked into the security checkpoint.

[Why is Bro Ethan still crouching there?]

[Did Chloe's gift break when she threw it? It looked like it was made of glass.]

Those comments wanted me to see... that he was picking up the gift I threw?

I pondered this internally, still not turning around, dragging my coat toward the boarding gate.

[Something's wrong! Bro Ethan is having a heart attack!]

I snapped my head back. Through the glass, I saw a black figure curled up in agony on the exact spot we had been standing. It was Ethan.

His face was deathly pale. His hands still tightly gripped the gift I had given him—a watch.

But the glass face of the watch had shattered completely. The broken shards had cut his hand, and blood was staining the floor tiles of the airport terminal.

I screamed in panic and immediately sprinted back toward him, but a security worker at the checkpoint stopped me.

Through that pane of glass, I watched helplessly as people swarmed him from all directions. Soon, someone brought a wheelchair and wheeled him away.

From beginning to end, his hands tightly gripped that shattered watch that had cut him so deeply.

Only after he was taken away did I finally snap back to reality.

The security guard looked at me with sympathy and gently reminded me that if I wanted to return to the main terminal, I could take another passageway.

"No, I won't," I muttered to myself, wiping the tears from my face. "It's useless to go back. He doesn't believe I like him anyway."