Having Known My Childhood Friend for Sixteen Years, Turns Out He Only Saw Me as a Bedmate Chapter 1

After a night of passion, my childhood friend thoughtfully prepared a morning-after pill for me.

I held his wrist and pouted, "The pill is bitter. I don't want to take it. If I get pregnant, let's just get married."

Hearing this, Jack patted my head and chuckled, "Don't be silly. Having a baby is much more bitter than taking a pill."

"Besides, I'm getting engaged on Sunday. Whose child would it be if you had one?"

I froze on the spot. Jack kissed my forehead casually, coaxing me, "Be good, Aria. Pack up your things and take them with you later. We can't play like this anymore."

"My wife wants me to be faithful."

Hearing this, I numbly threw my things into the trash can and then called my father.

"I'll marry him."

"To be honest, I'm used to having you around."

"How many years have we known each other? Since elementary school until now?"

Even as Jack held me in his arms, I couldn't stop the chills running through my body.

Jack and I had known each other for sixteen years and had been sleeping together for eight.

Five minutes ago, he was trembling, desperate to become one with me.

I thought we were in love. Although we never said it out loud, I always believed we had an unspoken understanding.

I had long considered us to be in a boyfriend-girlfriend relationship.

But I never expected... was I just a friend with benefits?

The morning-after pill stuck in my throat, too bitter to swallow.

"Want to go another round?" Jack gently pushed me back onto the bed.

The pink bedsheet was the one I had put on yesterday when Jack carried the mattress. At that time, he joked, "We're like an old married couple."

Now, my heart was in shambles.

"We've already taken the pill, might as well not waste it," he said.

"Let's make this a perfect ending to our wild youth."

I instinctively pushed against Jack's shoulder. "You just said... you're getting engaged?"

Jack grabbed my wrist excitedly, his attractive voice penetrating my ears.

"I wanted to tell you earlier, but a certain little glutton was too eager to satisfy her hunger and shut me up~"

"Rachel's back. She said she still wants to marry me."

Rachel Zhou, the class beauty who confessed to Jack at our high school graduation ceremony and was rejected.

The person Jack punished himself with three drinks for not wanting to mention.

They're getting engaged?!

Jack, oblivious to my shock, enthusiastically shared with me.

"I checked, and the earliest auspicious date is this Sunday!"

"Rachel doesn't have many old friends abroad, so you can help her fend off drinks at the engagement party and be her bridesmaid at the wedding."

As he spoke, he seemed to remember something and took out an invitation card from the bedside table.

"Rachel said I should design the wedding invitation, but I don't understand you girls' tastes."

"Be a good girl, Aria, and give me some advice."

Twenty minutes ago, what he took out of that drawer was the morning-after pill that was now bitter in my throat.

The white invitation card was low-key yet elegant, with Jack and Rachel's initials intertwined like a pattern. It was clearly an expensive, carefully designed piece.

Jack had long decided to marry Rachel, preparing for their wedding while entangled with me in bed.

The immense anger made my whole body tremble.

"Jack, you're letting me look at your wedding invitation with another woman while I'm in your bed?"

I tore the invitation into pieces in two swift moves.

"You're getting engaged, getting married, so what the hell am I?"

"Aria Lin! Are you crazy?! Why did you tear up my invitation?!"

Jack was busy picking up the pieces, not noticing my expression at all. Seeing me get out of bed to get dressed, he grabbed my arm.

"What are you throwing a tantrum for?! Am I not supposed to get engaged or married? Do you expect me to play around with you forever?! I don't even like you!"

After shouting, he seemed to realize he had gone too far. He frowned at me, his voice dry: "I've always treated you as my best friend, close enough to share everything, my childhood sweetheart..."

He said this, but his hand let go of me as if touching garbage. His expression returned to his usual nonchalance, tilting his head to look at me teasingly: "Or are you saying my charm is so great that you've unknowingly fallen head over heels for me?"

"Aria, don't scare me."

Jack pretended to be calm, but his panicked eyes betrayed him.

That fearful look of being saddled with responsibility made me laugh bitterly, laughing until my eyes burned. This made him even more panicked, and he turned his back to me to get dressed.

"Aria, we've been the best of friends since we were kids. You crying like this makes it seem like I've bullied you."

"We're in an age of gender equality now. Don't be so old-fashioned, it's not interesting!"

He finished dressing and turned to leave: "Rachel's flight has arrived. I'm taking her to a hotel tonight."

"Pack up your things, especially all those cheap identical knick-knacks you bought. Take them all with you, don't leave any for me."

The last thing he said to me before closing the door was: "We can't play like this anymore. It's not fair to Rachel."