The Remaining Love - Chapter 3

Chapter 3

Once again, she left me speechless.

I couldn’t believe those words had come from her—the innocent, carefree girl I had once known.

I stared at her, completely dumbfounded, unable to find anything to say.

She, meanwhile, simply continued sipping her coffee as though nothing had happened.

“Oh, by the way…” She suddenly looked at me. “I heard you’re getting engaged soon. Is that true?”

“Yeah. But how did you know?”

Something changed in her eyes.

For a moment, I felt as though there was a trace of sadness in the way she looked at me.

Her voice grew very soft.

“I know everything about you. You’re the only one who never understood me.”

“You…”

“Oh, never mind.” She quickly smiled. “Anyway, congratulations!”

She rose from her seat.

“I should go. I still have to find someone to replace that stingy guy. Otherwise, I’ll be bored to death. Goodbye.”

“Wait!”

I stopped her.

“Is money really that important to you?”

She fell silent for a long time before finally answering.

“Yes. It’s very important.”

I had been hoping she would say no.

But she had answered me so coldly, so decisively.

In a moment of anger, I looked at her and said,

“You really are something. Fine. Starting today, I’ll take that stingy man’s place. How about that?”

Her eyes widened in surprise.

Then, after quickly regaining her composure, she asked,

“But you’re already engaged.”

“Isn’t money all you care about? Or…” I paused, looking straight into her eyes. “Am I not good enough for you?”

She fell silent again.

Then, after a long pause, she finally said,

“All right.”

And so, from that day on, she became my mistress.

I spent far more time with her than I did with my future wife. I took her everywhere with me. Whatever she wanted, I bought for her.

But strangely enough, the things she chose were nothing like what I had seen her buy when she was with that wealthy middle-aged man.