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Chapter 119: 150°F

Author: Hamster Liu
last update Last Updated: 2025-09-19 17:08:09

“Gina, I know you’re angry, but can you let me explain?” Wendy anxiously grabbed Gina’s hand.

The girl turned around, her eyes indeed red.

Gina: “Why didn’t you tell me?”

“Gina…”

“We’ve known each other for almost a semester. There were so many opportunities for you to tell me about your relationship with Asher, but you never thought to be honest with me. You let me act like a fool, constantly praising her brother in front of her… If I hadn’t brought up Asher and the football team in front of you, it might have been different, but how many times did we talk about it? You knew I was a Lightning fan. Whatever.”

Gina rubbed her eyes and turned away.

“None of that matters. What hurts me is that you didn’t think I was a friend you could share this kind of secret with. Maybe only I thought we were best friends.”

“You are! Of course you are! Gina, I really like you!” Wendy’s eyes also reddened. “I really wanted to tell you, it’s just…”

Gina cut in quickly: “Just what?”

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