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At a department gathering, my boyfriend placed a piece of fish in my bowl.
"Sapphire, have some fish."
Jack's face turned awkward before he could finish his sentence.
Because I never eat fish. I'm allergic to it.
And my name isn't Sapphire.
Sapphire is his young apprentice.
The party finally ended.
I calmly dialed a number:
"Professor Smith, I've made my decision. I'd like to be your research assistant."

My Boyfriend Called Me By the Wrong Name At a Party

My foot hovered in mid-air as I was about to get into the car. I tried to force a smile on my face, but it came out looking rather strained.


After a moment, Jack glanced at his watch again and shot me an impatient look. "Why aren't you getting in the car yet?!"


After mulling it over, I slowly lowered my foot and remained standing where I was. I cleared my throat softly and put on a face mask to cover my pale complexion. "You should go on without me."


Jack, who used to be entirely focused on me, didn't suspect a thing.


He came over and gave me a light hug. His body was enveloped in a faint scent of perfume.


A long time ago, when we had just started working, I bought him a bottle of cologne with my first paycheck.


Jack had scolded me for quite a while after that.


He had always been meticulous about everything.


He said that medical staff weren't allowed to wear fragrances at work as it could affect their judgment.


Chapter 4