His Personal Fucktoy? This Doll Just Snatched His Strings... And His World Is Unraveling novel Chapter 42

Austin clearly remembered this moment too. He eagerly took my hand and said, “Gianna, do you remember? This is where we made our promise to each other.”

But I had long lost the innocent excitement I once felt.

“Mm.”

Seeing my lack of enthusiasm, Austin quickly placed a wisteria flower crown on my head from behind. “Wife, you look beautiful wearing this.”

But just moments ago, while I was admiring the view,

he had taken several photos of the carefully crafted flower crown.

He was never one to share much with others.

He had few friends.

I couldn’t think of anyone he would send those photos to.

Stella’s Instagram had just been updated: “I hope one day you’ll make me a flower crown with your own hands.”

I couldn’t help but sneer.

On the very day that Austin was accompanying me to reminisce about our past,

he still managed to find time to flirt with his new love.

In the end,

in Austin’s heart,

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I still wasn’t that important.

I took off the flower crown and threw it on the ground. “It’s ugly. You can take it back to Stella. After all, she’s the one who’s been hoping you’d make her a flower crown, isn’t she?”

Austin reached out to take my hand, his voice still as cold as ever, but his eyes betrayed a hint of panic. “Gianna…

When it came to handling his relationship with Stella, Austin was still indecisive, unable to let go of the thrill she brought him.*.

A man who’s cheated once doesn’t think about cutting ties with the other woman; instead, he wants to hide the affair even better.

That was Austin’s thinking.

In the hour he spent with me, revisiting our old school, he had tried countless times to reach for his phone to reply to messages.

But I would no longer give him the chance.

“This flower crown, I just…”

Austin hesitated for a long time, finally stumbling out a flimsy excuse.

“I just felt sorry for her. Her parents were biased towards boys, and she never received any

warmth, so I…”

Even if he lowered himself, carrying my purse on his shoulder,

I had to admit–his heart contained space for two people.

I smiled even more brightly. “So, you want to warm her up first, and be a dad to her?”

His face turned alternately pale and flushed.

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After a long pause, he finally managed to say, “Gianna, how can you be so cruel?”

“Fatherly love is as solid as a mountain. You truly are great.”

I threw him a mocking remark and stepped on the flower crown he had just made.

He rushed up to me, panting, and put his arm around my shoulder.

In a deep voice, he said, “I swear, I’ll handle things with her. Don’t be upset. In my heart,

you will always be number one.”

He looked toward the sports field, now overgrown with weeds.

“Gianna, do you remember this place? That year at the sports meet, you suddenly got your period, and blood ran down your legs, but you never stopped running.”

“At that time, I thought to myself, I will be your shelter from the storm…”

He reminisced, as if our relationship was still as close as it had been back then.

I shook my head.

“Austin, I gave you a chance.”

He looked confused.

“What?”

I said calmly, “Let’s get a divorce, Austin.”

He seemed to think he had heard something ridiculous. “Divorce? You want to divorce me?”

“Gianna, that’s impossible. I won’t agree to it.”

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