My So-Called Best Friend Sold My Number Chapter 02
Chapter 2 The First Move
I felt sick reading it. But then I glanced at Chloe—and suddenly, I felt a lot better.
“Honestly? I think he’s great,” I said lightly.
“Older guys know how to treat women.”
She froze for a split second. Then smiled.
“Well… I don’t really understand relationships.”
“I’ve never dated; you know that.”
“But… he’s had so many girlfriends. Doesn’t that feel… kinda off?”
I almost laughed.
Last life, I begged her to stay away from men like him.
She played innocent.
“Just chatting doesn’t tell you who someone is.”
“If I reject him, he’ll be hurt.”
“Why don’t you just talk to him for me? Don’t be too harsh.”
So she knew. She knew exactly what kind of man he was.
And she still pushed him onto me.
“If you don’t like him, just say no.”
She gave the exact same answer as last time.
She didn’t want to “hurt him.” So I had to deal with him. Because I was her best friend.
“Fine.”
I sent a lazy “…” and locked my screen.
Right then—a shout exploded from downstairs.
“Daphne Blake! Why the hell did you cheat on me?!”
“I loved you! How could you be this shameless?!”
Ethan Brooks. My ex. And this wasn’t new.
I didn’t even know when it had started, but somehow, I went from invisible to infamous overnight.
Half a year ago, after realizing Lin Feng had a pretty extreme personality, I broke up with him.
After that, rumors spread like wildfire.
That I cheated.
That I dumped him for another man.
He believed every word. Came to scream at me every single day.
I explained again and again. Didn’t matter.
With him making a scene downstairs day after day, the lie slowly started to sound like the truth.
Bit by bit, my classmates began keeping their distance from me, until Chloe was the only friend left by my side.
Back then, I had been so touched by her loyalty that I almost cried. But only after Victor had butchered me to death did, I find out that Chloe was the one who started the rumor in the first place.
No matter how many times I tried to explain, it was useless, because she had been sending Ethan edited photos of me acting intimate with other men the whole time.
He was already unstable, and more than once, he had nearly hit me.
At times like that, Chloe would comfort me and say she’d go talk to Ethan herself, telling me not to show up in case he got even more worked up and did something to hurt me.
But looking back now, every single time she went downstairs, didn’t Ethan only get even more hysterical?
While he kept screaming my name again and again, and I stayed silent, my reputation on campus was completely destroyed, and I became the villain.
Even my roommates, who had started out as uninvolved bystanders, gradually turned openly hostile toward me.
They all glanced at me a few times, their looks light but sharp, the disdain and contempt in their eyes impossible to miss.
