“Mom, don’t worry. This woman is my wife. I won’t…” Alvin smirked, shameless as ever.


    In the past two years, after spending so much time with him at work, I had almost forgotten that this was how he used to act.


    “Go inside, Mom. Don’t interrupt us while we have a private conversation,” Alvin said, coaxing and nudging Michelle away.


    But Michelle didn’t seem entirely reassured, ncing back at us every few steps.


    I looked at Alvin and asked, “What do you want to say? Do you want me to paypensation or are you nning to sue me for intentional harm?”


    He frowned. “Do you really think of me that way?” With that, his tone became heavy, and for a moment, he returned to his usual cold CEO persona.


    “I’m apologizing to you. Yesterday, I acted impulsively. You were right to hit me,” Alvin’s words genuinely caught me off guard.


    I nced at the bandages peeking out from under his cap and nodded slightly. “It’s good that you understand.”


    Alvin chuckled bitterly. “Zoe, I think you’ve be… cynical.”


    Cynical? I said, “You were wrong.”


    “Yeah, I know,” Alvin agreed. “I got too close to Thea, and I ignored how you felt. Letting her move into the apartment I got for you was a huge mistake, and giving her my secondary card was even worse.”


    His self-reflection was unexpected, and I was at a loss for words. He continued, “I’m really sorry. All of that was my fault.”


    I shook my head. “It’s toote for apologies. The right and wrong don’t matter anymore.” I turned to leave, but Alvin blocked


    my way.


    “Zoe, I haven’t finished yet.”


    I nced at the baseball cap perched on his head. “Go on.”


    “I apologized. I know I was wrong. And I’ve told you, there’s nothing between me and Thea. About that kiss- it was a joke, a stupid ident. If it makes you feel bad, maybe one day you can find a guy and kiss him back, just to even the score,” Alvin said, his tone too casual, almost mocking. My fists clenched involuntarily.


    Alvin saw it, and backed away slightly, but after a brief moment, he stepped back toward me. “You can hit me, but don’t hit the same spot as yesterday’s injury. Hit somewhere else.”


    I couldn’t help butugh.


    Had Alvin really turned into this clown? Or was this his way of begging for my forgiveness?


    “Zoe,” he reached for me again, “Let’s start over. Or I can woo you again.”


    “Alvin, it looks like the hit to your head really did mess with your brain. You don’t even know what you’re saying,” I pulled my hand out of his grasp.


    “I know,” Alvin said seriously, his eyes fixed on mine. “I still want to marry you. I want you to be my wife.”


    I sneered. “Alvin, whether you’re messing with me or whether you’ve really lost your mind, let me make one thing clear-I


    don’t do second chances


    “Zoe, I know you’re angry. Take your time to calm down. I’ll wait for you,” Alvin’s shameless words only made my blood boil


    further


    I bit my lip and said, “By the way, Michelle didn’t get the chance to tell you yet. She wants to make me her goddaughter. So, you’re my brother now. How do you feel about marrying your sister?”


    Alvin’s face immediately darkened. That’s impossible. My parents only want you as a daughter-inw.”


    I couldn’t be bothered to argue with him any longer. I didn’t want to hear any more of his nonsense, so I turned and walked


    away.


    As I was getting into the car, I heard him shout, “Zoe, I’ve rejected your resignation!”


    I mmed my hand against the steering wheel. He rejected my resignation? I had an interview to go to, but if he wouldn’t approve my resignation, how could I even attend it?


    This was Alvin, ying the role of the clingy leech now.


    But I wasn’t going to fall for it. Not anymore.


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