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When I was released from prison, my champion boxer girlfriend led a grand welcoming party at the prison gates.
As a man was about to approach, my girlfriend immediately shielded him.
"Don't touch him! People just out of prison have heavy negative energy. You're not in good health. I'd be heartbroken if you caught something bad."
I was stunned. My girlfriend smiled nonchalantly, a hint of disgust flashing in her eyes.
"Damien, I can't have any blemishes on my reputation now, so you'll have to bear with it for a bit."
"Soren and I are just an on-screen couple. Don't cause him any trouble - he can't handle being frightened. You understand, right?"
My throat tightened as I nodded bitterly.

Released From Prison, My Girlfriend Became Others' On-screen Couple

The International Boxing Championship was about to begin. I packed my things and went to find Vivienne, also meeting the renowned painter Mr. Harrington.


He looked at me and nodded with satisfaction.


On the plane, I busied myself feeding Vivienne, giving her blankets, terrified she might feel even slightly uncomfortable.


Myra stared intently at our tightly clasped hands, growing increasingly resentful. She touched her collarbone, then seemed to think of something and smiled.


As soon as we got off the plane and reached the hotel, Myra couldn't wait to find me. The moment she tore open her shirt, I panicked.


"Damien, look, the tattoo is still here. Didn't we say that if tattoos never disappear, we should forgive each other no matter what the other person does?"


In that year when we were most in love, we indeed made this rule. Unfortunately, I had long since moved on.


Chapter 13