A Fake Loyalty TestChapter 3
Chapter 3 runs about 3,004 characters and is the last of the 3 opening chapters catalogued on this site; chapter 4 continues in the official app.
After saying this, she disappeared, and I was so irritated I wanted to throw my phone.
Looking up, I saw Aaron had received some message and said: "Summer, I might be busy lately. I have to go."
He left in a hurry.
I watched him get into his car downstairs. A woman got into the passenger seat, her face blocked by him, but she wore the same fitted black dress.
I sat there for a long time before remembering to return to the office. As soon as I got back, I saw the afternoon proposal still spread on the desk, unfinished.
"What's going on with this proposal? I assigned it this morning, and it's still not done?"
I slammed the file on the desk. Several subordinates hung their heads silently. In the corner, a new intern scrolled through her phone and laughed.
"What are you laughing at?"
She looked up and turned her phone toward me. The screen showed the relationship tester's new post. The trending topic was getting bigger, and people around had all seen it.
"Ms. Reynolds, your own face is getting slapped to pieces, and you still come to lecture us?"
The others around her mocked me too.
Just then the door opened. My supervisor walked in, saw the proposal still incomplete, and chewed me out.
"Summer Reynolds, I'm warning you, your messy drama is seriously affecting the company's image. If you don't clean it up within a week, get out!"
By the time I got off work, I dragged my exhausted body home to find the house completely dark.
I turned on the light and saw a note on the table.
"Summer, I have something to take care of. Take care of yourself. I'll bring you a gift when I get back."
I pulled out my phone to call him, but it kept showing temporarily unavailable.
Messages I sent on SnapChat also went unanswered.
I sat on the sofa for a while, then reflexively opened social media. Sure enough, the relationship tester had pinned a new post to her homepage.
"Invited by a certain gentleman to travel for a few days. I'll live-stream the test results for you all then."
Above was her selfie and a plane ticket. The internet users below, hearing about the livestream, completely lost it. Even after seeing it required payment, a bunch of people said they'd pay to watch this drama unfold.
A crowd of people came to my account asking if I'd break up. I reaffirmed my position and seriously told the relationship tester: "I know what kind of person my boyfriend is. Please stop bothering us. This is for your own good."
This time, unlike the previous mockery, quite a few people started pitying me and dug up all my posts and comments to analyze my psychological state step by step.
Some said I must have lacked love growing up, which was why I was so desperate to please men, calling on everyone to love their daughters well.
Others said I was just stubborn, saving face even when broke, too proud to admit the truth.
I was too lazy to argue with them and exited the app. Just then I received a friend request from a stranger.
As soon as I accepted, she sent a photo she'd taken of Aaron and a location.
"He's here."