At My Ex-Boyfriend's Wedding, My Best Friend Pushed Me Onto the Stage Chapter 2

After a long time, my fake kind-hearted father wanted to arrange a marriage for me.

I nodded and drove to Ala University.

Perhaps it was because my clothes and sports car were too dazzling that students passing by all looked at me.

As Ron didn't show up yet, I started calling the school leaders.

Not long after, Ron walked out of the teaching building with a dark face.

"Miss Jackson, I have work to do and don't have time to play with you."

I leaned against the car door and smiled, "Your work is to pick up trash in every class?"

Ron's face turned pale, "Since you know, then don't bother me."

After saying that, he turned and left.

I was really bored, "Ten thousand dollars!"

Ron paused and looked back at me as if he couldn't believe it.

I stepped forward in my 4 inches high heels, "Spend the afternoon with me, and I'll give you 10,000 dollars."

His eyebrows turned pale and he stared at me.

I was afraid he would disagree, so I persuaded him, "That is faster than you can make in a month picking up trash."

"Such a crackpot." After saying that, Ron left.

After being rejected again, I didn't get angry, but found it very interesting.

When I was leaving Ala University, David Hall called me.

David was the only man in the upper class circle who had good intentions towards me.

When I finished the appointment and came out of the cafe, I unexpectedly saw Ron with a girl in her early twenties.

Across the street, the two walked side by side. The girl took the initiative to hold Ron's arm, holding a cup of coffee in her hand.

David saw me looking at them, "You know them?"

I looked away and smiled, "He is my future boyfriend."

David looked at me in surprise and said nothing.

After that, I found various reasons to go to Ala University.

I also took over the student fund project that my father invested in Ala University.

Seeing that I was devoting myself to the career, my father became more and more satisfied.

I walked to the classroom door when Ron was in class and called him in front of everyone. I also pretended to run into him by chance while eating in the cafeteria and pestered him.

For convenience, I even bought the small restaurant where Ron worked.

After he resigned, I appeared in front of him all the time.

Because of that, he lost his jobs as a cleaner in school, a waiter in a restaurant, and a network administrator in an Internet cafe.

Rumors spread around the school that Ron hooked up with a rich woman. I just sat leisurely in the apartment, patiently waiting for the prey to take the bait.

Even David said that I changed and always picked on such a young boy who had not yet entered society.

I laughed.

Within two days, Ron disappeared.

In order to avoid me, he not only changed his route, but also skipped class. He had been never late or left early before.

When his girlfriend Ada came to me, her eyes were red from crying, and she stared at me with hatred and fear, "Can you let Ron off?

"He finally got into college. You're going to ruin him. Do you know what other students say about him?"

She cried and complained.

I leaned against the car and asked her, "What did they say?"

Seeing that I was so confident, she got so angry that her face turned red and she turned away.

I guessed what they said, which was nothing more than that he was my plaything or was being kept by me.

That night I found out the house Ron rented through an acquaintance.

It was a small and dilapidated house with a dark and damp atmosphere in the corridor, and it was far away from the university.

When Ron saw me through the iron door, he closed the door without saying a word.

"If you dare not to open the door, I will keep knocking here."

Ron frowned, "What do you want?"

I noticed that his face was a little red and his breathing was heavy. "Open the door first."

After a stalemate, Ron finally opened the door.

The room was extremely dim, with one bedroom and one living room less than 215 square feet.

As soon as I entered the house, I smelled a damp and musty smell. "Even if you live here, you don't want to be with me?"

Ron didn't want to pay attention to me. He lay down on the only shabby sofa in the living room with his arm resting on his face.

I saw a few boxes of medicine on the old wooden bench next to me.

When I walked over and put my hand on his forehead, he tried to shake my hand, but he didn't have the strength.

After realizing that he was running a fever, I tried to help him up. "You have a bad fever and have to go to the hospital."

He didn't want to pay any attention to me, let alone me touching him.

I pulled him again, "Ron, don't argue with me."

Ron was forcibly pulled up by me. His face was a little red with fever, and his brows were full of anger. He said to me coldly, "Stay away from me. I will be fine."

My hand that was shaken away stopped in mid-air, and I looked at the handsome but extremely stubborn man in front of me.

Because of the fever, his angry eyes were a little red.

The next second I kissed him.

His hot lips were filled with my scent.

He was stunned for a moment, then stepped back after coming to his senses. "Nancy, do you have any sense of shame?"

I smiled brightly and charmingly, "If you don't listen to me, I will keep kissing you."

Ron pursed his lips tightly at that moment, clenched his fists until his fingers turned white, and his frown never relaxed.

I saw that he was still struggling and pretended to kiss him again.

When I was extremely close to his lips, he finally unclenched his fists, and finally gave in helplessly. "If I go to the hospital, will you stop pestering me?"

I pretended to think and smiled, "Maybe."

Ron closed his eyes tightly. After a long time, he opened his eyes and stood up, "I'm going to the hospital."

I smiled and stood up.

After arriving at the hospital, he was diagnosed with chronic enteritis and infection and needed to be hospitalized.

Ron refused. I put him in the hospital and went to see a doctor alone.

The doctor said he was severely anemic and should have had a large amount of blood drawn on him recently.

I was shocked at the doctor's words.

When I returned to the ward, Ron had already fallen asleep. I stayed with him for a while, paid all the fees and left.

As Ron wished, I didn't show up for the next month.

During that period, David transferred a sum of money to me, saying that someone asked him to repay me.

When I saw the amount of money, I almost laughed out loud.

When the Ala University's project was finished, my dad didn't bother to go there, so he asked me to go.

Unexpectedly, David was also there. He smiled and waved at me when he saw me.

I sat next to him and he said, "The university attaches great importance to this project, and there will be a student performance after the ceremony."

I nodded, somewhat uninterested.

After the ceremony, I no longer went around blocking Ron like I did before.

All the eyes around seemed to be focused on David.

I stood up and said jokingly, "Heartthrob, I want to go out for some fresh air. Look at those female students next to you. They have been staring at me like love rivals."

David unexpectedly pulled me back, "You are so eager to draw a line between you and me. Are you afraid that someone will get jealous?"

I paused for a moment, then smiled, "No one has ever been jealous of me."

I came to the playground alone.

When I was standing on the slope and watching the boys playing basketball below, I actually whistled at them.

Before I was taken home by my biological father, I also lived a life of poverty like Ron.

Perhaps because I felt a sense of sympathy for him, I stopped pestering him and causing him trouble after that night.

While I was still deep in thought, I heard someone calling Ron.

My heart sank. It couldn't be such a coincidence.

When I turned around, I saw Ron behind me.