The Vanishing Fiancée — The Fake Girlfriend Plan

Even though I had already decided to let go, hearing those words still brought a faint ache to my heart. So this was the girlfriend he could openly acknowledge. So you're Elena.

Luca talks about you all the time. He says you're sweet and so easy to take care of. Nice to meet you. Luca was sitting at the other end of the couch.

he only glanced at me as if waiting for me to get jealous question him or lose control I nothing and turned toward the kitchen for water the glass had just filled when a shadow appeared behind me your girlfriend is outside jealous he laughed under his breath I said nothing he He caught my chin and turned my face back.

She isn't my girlfriend. The old man keeps pushing me to get married. I asked her to put on a show for a few days. Looking into his eyes from so close, I suddenly found it funny.

You know better than anyone who my girlfriend is, don't you? In my last life, I had been fooled again and again by that exact tone. As long as he gave me one explanation, I would make up every excuse for him myself. He probably thought I would cry like before, then let him coze me back with a

But I didn't have the strength to play that role anymore. I only nodded. Got it? Got it.

What are you doing?