His Personal Fucktoy? This Doll Just Snatched His Strings... And His World Is Unraveling novel Chapter 94

Chapter 8

I looked down and saw that Ethan looked even worse than I had that day. Blood was dripping from his mouth and nose, one of his hack teeth had fallen out. and the front of his white shirt was completely stained red. I covered my mouth, turned my head away, and forced myself to suppress the smile that was almost Involuntarily creeping onto my face.

“Alright, Ethan, you can get up now.” I pretended to sob a couple of times, then sat back down, lowering my head and remaining silent. My dad casually handled Ethan a bottle of mineral water for him to rinse his mouth and said, “Marina, let Dad take care of this for you. It’s all settled now. With so many uncles and brothers here as witnesses, this matter is as good as over. Marriage isn’t a joke. You and Ethan still need to live well together in the future. Don’t act so recklessly. Everything should be discussed and settled properly.”

I glanced at my dad from the corner of my eye, then looked at the pitiful Ethan. I reluctantly nodded. Ethan seized the opportunity. pulled out a bank card, and handed it to me. “Marina, I know I was wrong before. I shouldn’t have lied to you. I should have told you the truth earlier. Here’s 50,000 USD, all my savings I hope you can accept me again.”

I met Ethan’s gaze but shook my head. “Forget it, I don’t want your money. Just don’t lie to me anymore.” Upon hearing this, Ethan looked overjoyed. He was about to put the card away, but when he remembered my dad was sitting next to me, he hurriedly handed it back. “Uncle, this is a small token of my feelings for Marina. Please, accept it on my behalf.”

My dad nodded without hesitation and took the card. “Ethan is a sensible kid. Let’s consider this money as your marriage fund for the future.”

After that day. I hid the post I had pinned on my social media. Amid the confused gazes of others, Ethan and I reconciled. We moved out of our old rental apartment, and I told everyone that my dad wanted us to move back to his place for development, so my previous apartment was being put up for sale.

For the time being, I moved my things to Kitty’s house. Ethan couldn’t move in with me, so he rented a 30–square–meter old, rundown apartment in the old part of the city. He acted like the perfect boyfriend in front of me, but was also in the process of resigning from his job at Spencer Group.

The day after his resignation was finalized, Ethan couldn’t resist coming over to Kitty’s house to find me. He kept talking sweetly, and even Kitty, who had a quick temper, was about to lose patience with him. Over the next few days, Ethan dragged me out to shopping malls, movies, and recreated everything we had done during the early days of our relationship. Whenever the mood was right, he would ask when I would take him to my dad’s side for the wedding. I kept dodging the question, giving vague answers to avoid committing.