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The cold war with Serenity had entered its second month when she ostentatiously announced her engagement to someone else.
Our mutual friends all expected me to lose control and fly into a rage, as I had done in the past.
However, not only did I not do that, but I also sincerely offered my congratulations.
As I was preparing to leave, Serenity blocked my path: "Being so magnanimous today?"
I calmly met her gaze: "Just as you had hoped."
"Dashiell, this game of playing hard to get doesn't suit you. Be careful you don't end up hurting yourself."
Hearing her say this, I left without looking back.
A few weeks later, in the dead of night, Serenity called to make amends after drinking too much,
"It was all just an act with him, it's been over for a while now. Can you come back?"
At that moment, the woman beside me reached over and took my phone,
"I'm sorry, but he's my man now. He needs to be responsible for me."

Mr. Nice Guy and Tech Goddess

She rushed forward, pulling me into a tight embrace.


"Dashiell, do you know how scared I was?"


"No matter what happens, you have to stay alive, otherwise I..."


Her face nestled in the crook of my neck, her breath gently brushing against my skin, bringing a touch of warmth.


But in this moment, there were no amorous thoughts.


Because a warm tear fell on my shoulder.


That tear seemed to fall on my parched heart, bringing life back to the barren land.


Like a long-awaited rain after a drought.


After a while, we sat on the couch in the living room.


Unlike her earlier panic, her expression was now extremely serious.


I had expected to be scolded, but never anticipated these words.


I was about to nod when I suddenly looked at her in shock.


"Stella, you're the most brilliant tech entrepreneur in Silicon Valley. You can find someone much better, you don't need to... I'm not worth it."


Chapter 8