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Who Is This Guy Calling Himself My Boyfriend? Chapter 13
That night, Jason left in a daze.When I got home, I received a message from Giselle. "Jason and I have broken up. It's not because of you. I hope this doesn't trouble you."She was such a nice lady, and he really didn't deserve her.After six months, Bellefleur was starting to gain some online buzz thanks to my signature cartoon-style bouquets, and soon, a media outlet reached out to me."Hello, Ms. Beckett. I'm the editor of a floristry and gardening magazine, and we were hoping to interview you. Are you available?"When the feature was later published on a public account, my parents were over the moon, sharing it everywhere.I felt a little dazed. It was as if I had never made them this proud before.All my life, I had liked Jason. Whatever he did, I went along with it. I never once considered what a future that belonged only to me might look like.At that moment, I could finally see a glimpse of what my future might be. Jason and I had both taken our separate ways. He was
Who Is This Guy Calling Himself My Boyfriend? Chapter 12
"Just when I thought things would fall into place, Giselle came back," Jason said, his face twisted with pain. "I don't know who told her that I once liked her. I didn't know what to do, and I didn't want to hurt an innocent woman."The irony of it was laughable."Winter, tell me, what should I have done?" When he looked up, his face was already streaked with tears. "Back then, I didn't know how to choose, and I made the wrong decision, but now I see my heart clearly. I've explained everything to Giselle. Can we start over?" he asked in a hoarse voice.Despite how pitiful he looked, my heart remained completely still."After you came clean with her, did she slap you?" I asked.Jason froze in place.I lifted my hand and slapped him across the face. "If she hadn't, then I would. Jason, a cowardly, weak, indecisive man like you isn't fit to decide something as serious as abandoning his fiancee."The blow snapped his head to the side. The lights around us were dim, and I couldn'
Who Is This Guy Calling Himself My Boyfriend? Chapter 11
Jason showed up again the next day—and the day after that. I had only been out of the hospital for half a day when Jason showed up at my place. His expression gave nothing away, but his eyes burned with a fierce determination, as if he had already made an unchangeable decision."Mr. and Mrs. Beckett, I'm taking Winter out for a walk."After a quick hello to my parents, he took my hand and began dragging me toward the door. His grip was firm, and it made my hand ache.When we got downstairs, I jerked my hand away. "Ouch! Stop!" I rubbed my wrist and snapped, "Say what you need to say already!"Suddenly, Jason pulled me close, forcing me to meet his gaze. "Winter, I've figured it out. That day when you woke up, you asked me who I was, right? Let me introduce myself properly. I'm Jason Patel, and I'm your boyfriend."At that instant, our heartbeats thudded violently, echoing between us. In the depths of his bloodshot eyes, all I could see was me. He must have spent all night mu
Who Is This Guy Calling Himself My Boyfriend? Chapter 10
Weirdo Jason always lost his temper over the smallest things I did. When he pushed me outside to get some sun, the wind kept tangling my hair, and it drove me crazy.As I reached to pull my hair up, a man's hand suddenly shot into my line of sight. I flinched, jerking my head sharply to the side to dodge it."I've twisted it! It hurts… Mom!"Even the slightest movement of my head sent sharp pain down my neck, and my eyes welled with tears.As I tilted my head, I saw Jason awkwardly withdraw his hand. For the next few days, I had to endure scolding from both him and my parents. I had barely recovered from the head injury, and now my neck was twisted as well."Can you stop putting your poor little life through so much trouble?" Mom said, glaring at me as if I were hopeless. Dad nodded in agreement.Jason suddenly piped up from the side. "Mrs. Beckett, this is all my fault.""What does this have to do with you, Jason?" Mom asked, taken aback.He refused to elaborate. A wave of
Who Is This Guy Calling Himself My Boyfriend? Chapter 9
It seemed I had lost my memory.The doctor said that since I had been in two car accidents within six months, both involving head trauma, memory loss was normal. What puzzled everyone was that I remembered every person and every event except for one man—Jason Patel, who was apparently my childhood friend.Even though I had forgotten him, I felt an instinctive resistance toward him. Whenever Jason came close, I couldn't help feeling tense. I figured our relationship probably hadn't been that good before, and yet he had given up something as important as a proposal just because he heard I had been in a car accident. Perhaps he was worried that if he stayed away and something went wrong, the blame from both sides would fall squarely on him.As I thought it over, a pang of guilt settled in. I studied Jason's face and offered a careful apology. "I'm sorry for holding up such an important moment in your life. If you want, you can try proposing again. I can cover the cost of setting ever
Who Is This Guy Calling Himself My Boyfriend? Chapter 8
I woke up three days later.Tears welled in Mom's eyes while she clutched my hand, murmuring again and again, "You're awake. Thank God you're awake."My head was wrapped tightly in layers of gauze. For some reason, a strange thought drifted through my mind. I really did live up to my name, looking like someone wrapped against the chill of winter from head to toe.When my parents pressed me for answers, all I could recall was that I had been in a car accident. I couldn't remember why I had failed to avoid it. The moment I tried to dig deeper, a stabbing, needle-sharp pain shot through my head, forcing me to give up. I resigned myself to the treatment, took my medication, and stopped straining to recall.Just as the doctor lifted my eyelids to check my pupils, a man rushed into the hospital room."Winter!"He had a scruffy beard, and his clothes were as wrinkled as last week's laundry.I frowned."Jason? Didn't I tell you to go home and get some rest?" Mom asked, seemingly reco
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