Chapter 2

Five years ago, Nash and I were considered the happiest couple by our classmates.

We attended the same university and fell in love after meeting at a campus party.

But at our graduation ceremony, I broke up with Nash.

I told him I was an experience seeker, and I had gotten together with him to experience campus romance.

As our college life was ending, my experience was coming to an end too.

Afterward, I left resolutely without looking back.

So now, it's understandable if he's bitter towards me, mocks me, or even hates me.

I woke up in the hospital.

Opening my eyes, all I could see was white, along with Jasper's worried gaze.

"Callie, why did you suddenly feel unwell? And how could you not bring your medication? Don't you know that you..."

I promptly cut off his chatter.

"I forgot my meds. I was on a blind date for someone else today, and the guy was so ugly it triggered my condition. Happy now, Dr. Shaw?"

He sighed helplessly, his eyes full of concern, and started lecturing again:

"Callie, stop going on blind dates for others. What if this happens again next time? You were lucky this time that a passerby saved your life. What about next time?"

"A passerby? It wasn't you?I suddenly felt a bit nervous. Was I saved by a passerby? Did Nash not see me?

"I'm at the hospital. You didn't even finish your sentence, so I had no idea where you were."

Jasper's face looked genuinely upset:

"Callie, I was scared to death at that moment. Even now, I don't want to think about what would have happened if someone who knew first aid hadn't been passing by..."

Seeing his serious expression, I realized how terrifying it must have been.

I didn't tell Jasper that my blind date was with Nash. I just promised him that I would never be so reckless again.

Opening my phone, I saw a message from my employer saying I did a great job on this blind date, with an extra $200 bonus attached.

How could that be?

Didn't Nash report back negatively?

Then again, after running into me, he probably thought it was bad luck. Why would he bother reporting anything?

When my father passed away years ago, Nash and I broke up. My mother sold the family company, and we moved to America.

Six months ago, I returned to China alone.

These past few years have changed many things.

I used to never worry about money, but now I've learned how important it is.

I majored in computer science and could have landed a high-paying job at a big tech company, but Jasper stopped me:

"Be careful, you might earn money but not live to spend it."So I work a job that's relatively relaxed, but the pay is pathetically low.

The company's business is declining steadily, and who knows when it might go under.

I moonlight as a matchmaker just to earn some extra cash. After all, it's easy money that doesn't take much time or effort.

Jasper insisted I stay overnight at the hospital for observation. I wanted to refuse, but seeing his expression, I obediently agreed to stay.

He's my childhood friend. Our parents are good friends, and we grew up together.

A year after I went to the States, he also came to America as a medical student for further studies. He stayed for three years and returned home six months before I did.

I'm filled with gratitude towards him, but also deep regret.

Because he's helped me so much since we were kids. He's a year older than me, and he's always shielded me from trouble.

Even when Nash and I broke up, Jasper willingly became my scapegoat, taking on undeserved blame.

"What else are best friends for?" he said afterwards, carefree as ever.

Yes, Jasper isn't into girls, which is the main reason I can be so close with him.