Warren was a dutiful boyfriend. Rain or shine, he always brought Flora breakfast.
As soon as Flora got sick, Warren rushed to her side to take care of her.
As their friend, I was so happy for the two of them.
“What choice did I have? I can’t keep lying to myself.” Flora patted me on the shoulder and spoke as though she had a lot of experience in the field of love. “We couldn’t force our relationship. Since I don’t love him, I needed to give him freedom instead of preventing him from meeting someone else.”
Flora let out a long sigh. She pulled out a cheese stick from her bag and held it between two fingers, pretending it was a cigarette. She put it in her mouth and took a bite. “I believe the next boy will be better.”
I was speechless. If Warren heard what she said, he would be so angry that he might have a heart attack on the spot.
“Then I hope you find the next boy soon, my friend.” I really didn’t know what to say, so I could only give her my well wishes. In the end, however, I couldn’t help but add, “I hope you won’t regret your decision.”
Flora’s POV
When we were done cleaning up our room, Sylvia retreated to the bathroom to take a shower.
With Sylvia gone, I felt lonely and sad.
I thought about what she said just now about how Warren really loved me. I sneered and clenched my fists angrily, inadvertently squishing the orange in my hand.
Regret? Never.
I clenched my fists so hard that orange juice spurted everywhere, staining even the uniform I was planning to wear tomorrow.
I hurried to clean it up but felt even angrier with Warren.
When Warren was in a coma, his life was in fatal danger. I was so anxious that I didn’t even dare to close my eyes or take a break for fear that Warren would suddenly stop breathing.
Later, when his condition had finally stabilized, I staggered out of his ward to finally have a meal.
When I came back, a nurse told me that Warren had woken up already. I was so happy that all my fatigue disappeared in an instant.
I rushed to his ward happily, wondering how Warren would react when he saw me.
But as soon as I arrived, Alina stopped me from entering.
She was guarding the door with four muscly bodyguards, as though she was declaring her sovereignty.
Alina quickly recognized me as Sylvia’s roommate and asked me about my relationship with Warren.
I didn’t know what to say. After all, Warren and I were just pretending to be a couple, so I couldn’t tell her I was his girlfriend.
When she saw that I was at a loss for words, Alina sneered and accused me of being a lowly, gold-digging bitch.
Her loud voice attracted the attention of whoever was in the area.
I didn’t expect a noble lady like Alina would act so nastily. My face turned red from the humiliation. For the first time in my life, I was called a tramp.
I wanted to defend myself, but everyone around us sided with Alina.
After that, Alina asked her bodyguards to throw me out of the hospital.
I fought them back as hard as I could and wanted to leave on my own accord, but I was no match for them.
They threw me out of the hospital as though I was garbage, even spitting on me before leaving.
The whole time, the door to Warren’s ward was open. I’m sure we had caused a noisy commotion, yet he didn’t come to my defense and just let Alina drive me away.
Thinking about how alone and helpless I felt at the time, disappointment and rage surged in my heart again.
Maybe Warren thought that I had crossed the line with him, so he used Alina to show me how he truly felt about me.
As these thoughts circled around my mind, I couldn’t help but sneer. Looking down at my orange juice-stained hands, hot tears rolled down my cheeks.
I had heard that Alina was the one who took care of Warren these days. He must’ve been very happy.
Back when we were still in our pack, I heard that Warren was very fond of Alina. In fact, he had come to the imperial capital city for that she-wolf. Now that he finally won her heart, congratulations were in order.
I quickly wiped my tears and cursed under my breath.
Damn it! There were plenty of fish in the sea. I refused to cry over one man!
The more I thought about it, the angrier I got. I should have broken up with him sooner. That way, I wouldn’t have had to endure such humiliation. I felt like a joke.
I kicked the edge of the bunk hard, but hurt myself in the process. I winced in pain.
Damn it, Warren! This was all his fault! Now, luck wasn’t on my side. Harry would’ve made a better fake boyfriend than him.
Gritting my teeth, I angrily took out my phone and un-blocked Warren’s number.
After hastily sending him a break-up text, I quickly blocked his number again.
After that, I felt a wave of relief wash over me.
Sylvia’s POV
I couldn’t help but feel that Flora’s and Warren’s sudden break up was too strange. Something was off.
Although Flora was free-spirited and carefree, she wasn’t the kind of she-wolf who would be so casual with her relationships.
Yet she didn’t seem to be saddened by her recent break up.
At dusk, Flora bounded into our room happily, toting a lot of food. She said that the handsome officer had given the food to her.
While we ate, Flora watched silly videos online and laughed happily. She didn’t look like someone who had just come out of a break up.
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