Todos los capítulos de My Ex-Girlfriend is Trending Again！: Capítulo 11 - Capítulo 20

The morning sun filtered through the curtains, painting dappled patterns across Emily's bed. Her ankle still throbbed, a reminder of yesterday's misstep, but despite the lingering pain, there was a hint of anticipation in her heart. Ethan didn't know exactly which floor her apartment was on, so he arrived early, waiting patiently by the entrance of her building.“I’m here, you can come down,” Ethan’s voice came through the phone, carrying with it the coolness of the early morning air.Emily nodded as she hung up. She moved slowly, each step a painful reminder of her injured ankle, but she tried her best to keep a smile on her face. She limped towards the door, each movement a battle against the sharp pangs of pain that shot up her leg.When she finally reached the entrance, Ethan was standing there, holding a bouquet of fresh roses. His eyes softened with concern the moment they met hers. “These are for you. Let me help you,” he said, his voice gentle, though his worry was evident.“I

The following week, Emily's emotions fluctuated like the weather outside—sometimes bright and hopeful, sometimes gloomy and uncertain. She had an interview with a startup tech company, and the entire process felt seamless, almost like a breeze. When the interview was over, the HR smiled at her and began discussing compensation. The salary they offered was one and a half times her current pay—it was like a brilliant ray of light, suddenly dispelling the darkness that had been clouding her thoughts.But then, the HR presented an additional condition, and the optimism drained from Emily's heart. The contract felt like a cold shackle, binding her freedom and dignity. She would need to sign an agreement, promising not to have children within the next two years. If she violated this agreement, the company would have the right to demand compensation. In that instant, Emily felt as though an invisible weight had seized her heart, and she stared at the HR, her eyes reflecting her complex emoti

The morning sunlight filtered through the half-drawn curtains, highlighting the tidy room that Emily sat in. The warmth of the day contrasted sharply with the sudden chill that crept up her spine as she listened to the voice on the other end of the phone. She'd nearly choked on the sip of water she was taking, her fingers momentarily freezing, the glass suspended in mid-air.“Emily, this is the HR department of the company you’re about to join. Sorry to disturb you. We’re reviewing your entry information, and we noticed that you marked your marital status as 'married' on the form. We need you to provide some basic details about your spouse, including their name, ID number, and contact information so that we can facilitate related insurance processes for your spouse,” the HR representative said, in her polite, professional tone.Emily could almost hear her own heart stop. “Married?” she instinctively echoed, her voice trembling, the word tinged with confusion. A sinking feeling overtoo

The banquet hall was ablaze with lights and the air filled with chatter. Laughter and conversations wove a tapestry of noise all around. Emily and Alex walked side by side to a quiet corner of the room, settling onto a secluded sofa. From where they sat, they could see the city lights twinkling through the window, a silent panorama set against their own private tension.Alex still bore that cold, intense demeanor, seemingly indifferent to the festive clamor. He was always a man of few words, never the type to easily strike up a conversation. Even at a social gathering like this, his reserved nature set him apart from others. Many women tried to approach him, but his natural aloofness kept most of them at bay. To be fair, Alex had never been good at interacting with women, and he had never seriously pursued anyone. He had his share of admirers, but never returned their affections.But now, he had taken the initiative to interact with Emily.Alex sat down on the sofa, casually took out

The neon lights glimmered in the night, casting a kaleidoscope of colors along the streets. Emily raised her eyes to the glowing sign of "Aleisha Restaurant," gently adjusting the hem of her cream-colored dress as she strode towards the entrance, her high heels clicking rhythmically against the pavement. Aleisha was a renowned Michelin-starred establishment in the city. Typically, she preferred simple, healthy home-cooked meals—cheaper, with no hidden costs. But tonight was different. She needed something from him, and whatever money she needed to spend was justified.She had chosen a vivid red lipstick that made her face glow, her confident smile accentuating her radiant features. The fitted dress hugged her waist and traced her curves, emphasizing her feminine grace. As she moved through the night, she was a picture of poise and allure, like a striking breeze gliding through the city. People turned to look, drawn to her aura of independence and elegance.The soft lights inside the r