Chapter 3 Rejection

I was so shocked that my voice raised when I asked, "What did you say?"

I looked at Xavier in disbelief, thinking he must have gone crazy. How could he propose marriage to a stranger like me so casually?

He met my eyes and repeated, "I said I want to marry you." He sounded serious, making me more flustered.

"But this is our first time to meet. We don't even know each other." I stared blankly at him, trying to find a way to make him give up this absurd idea.

But after what I said, he suddenly stopped tapping the table. He sat upright and looked at me with sharp eyes.

"Are you sure we haven't seen each other before?" he asked.

I nodded in confusion, quickly scanning my memory. But no matter how much I racked my brain, I couldn't remember a time I got acquainted with a big shot like Xavier since I was born.

He pursed his lips, and his expression changed. He looked a little unhappy.

And I seemed to hear him mutter, "What a forgetful woman."

But there was a distance between us, so I didn't hear it clearly. I could only ask again, "I'm sorry. Mr. Lloyds, what did you say?"

"It's nothing." He shook his head, and he returned to his usual superior temperament. "Marry me for three years. After that, I will let you go. And you can get ten billion dollars in return. Isn't it a good deal?"

I frowned slightly, lost in thought. After hesitating for a while, I asked, "May I know why you chose me?"

When he heard my question, he grinned as if he remembered something wonderful.

"The reason is simple. The first time I saw you, I felt we would fit in."

When he stressed the last few words, they sounded a little ambiguous to me for some unknown reason.

At this moment, fragments of the scene from last night flashed in my mind. I felt it was inappropriate to think of them, so I shook my head to get rid of them. I didn't understand why they suddenly appeared in my mind.

I must admit that the man in front of me looked handsome and noble. He was as unapproachable as a deity.

But he inexplicably reminded me of a devil sometimes.

I glanced at the love bite on his Adam's apple. He spent the night with a woman, but he proposed to a stranger the next day. Although I didn't know much about him, his actions gave me the impression that he was a playboy. I didn't want to waste my time on such a scumbag.

"Sorry, I don't take marriage as a business. Besides..." My voice turned cold. "I have a boyfriend, and I live with him. Please don't make such a joke on me again."

"Really? You have a boyfriend?" Xavier's voice was low and mellow. He smiled playfully and added, "Were you with your boyfriend last night?"

I was stunned. Why would he ask me such a question? I didn't have time to make up another story, so I could only nod.

I stammered, "Last night... Yes... I was with my boyfriend."

"Okay, if you say so." Xavier smiled meaningfully, making me feel like he didn't believe me at all. "Your boyfriend is very lucky."

I couldn't understand what he was trying to say. And suddenly, I felt the strange atmosphere around us, and I was so uncomfortable.

I no longer wanted to be with him alone, so I tried to think of an excuse to leave. While I was lost in thought, the phone in my bag suddenly rang.

I quickly took it out. But when I saw Calix's name flashing on the screen, the anger I had already forgotten instantly swept over my chest again.

This damn bastard! After what he did to me, he still had the nerve to call me?

I was so angry that I wanted to scold him, so I answered my phone.

But when I raised my head, I saw Xavier sitting opposite me, propping his head up and looking at me with a smile. I instantly swallowed those dirty words.

Then I cleared my throat and answered sweetly, "Hi, babe!"

Calix was silent on the other end of the line. Obviously, he didn't expect my reaction. Then he said happily, "Eunice, you finally answered your phone. I've been looking for you the whole night. I called you many times, but you were not answering your phone. Let's have dinner together tonight, okay?"

I was very disgusted when I heard his affectionate tone. But Xavier was watching me, so I had to endure it and continue acting.

"Sure." I forced a smile, pretending to be happy. "I'll see you tonight."

After saying this, I quickly hung up the phone. My stomach churned, and I felt like I wanted to vomit. Calix was very disgusting.

I deliberately put on a happy face, looked at Xavier, and said, "Mr. Lloyds, you heard it, right? My boyfriend and I love each other very much. Let's forget about your proposal. If there's nothing else, I'll leave now."

His expression turned gloomy when he heard this. But I just ignored it and walked towards the door without looking back.

But after taking a few steps, Xavier said meaningfully, "It's okay if you don't agree now. We will see each other again."

I paused, but I didn't turn back. Then I continued walking at a quickened pace. I only felt relieved when I finally got out of the building.

If it weren't for the sweat on my forehead out of nervousness, I would have doubted whether I had just had an absurd dream.

Although Xavier was a famous rich man, and many women wanted to marry him, I always believed that all gifts from fate had already been secretly priced. There was no such thing as a free lunch.

Since I rejected him, I thought he wouldn't come to me again. I took a deep breath and decided to go back to the apartment Calix and I shared to get my belongings.

After catching Calix and that bitch in bed yesterday, I didn't want to stay in that apartment even for a minute longer.

I hailed a taxi and went home. As soon I entered our apartment, I went straight to the bedroom, pulled out the bed sheet, and threw it into the trash can.

Yesterday at noon, I went home to give Calix a birthday surprise. But I was the one who got surprised. I didn't expect to see him having sex with my stepsister on the new bed sheet I bought.

The scene made me sick to the core. Every time I remembered it, I wanted to throw up.

And staying in this apartment would only keep reminding me of such a horrible memory. So I took out my suitcase and put all my clothes and personal belongings in it.

After tidying up, I pulled out my suitcase to leave. But the moment I put my hand on the doorknob, the door was opened from the outside.

Calix came in hand in hand with my stepsister Irene.

Calix looked a little flustered when our eyes met. Obviously, he didn't expect to see me here at this moment. He quickly let go of Irene's hand, looking guilty.

It was Irene who asked, "Eunice, why did you come back?"

Her voice dripped with sarcasm, and she looked at me with mockery.

There was no trace of guilt in her at all.

I put down my suitcase and leaned against the door casually. I raised my hand and tucked the hair behind my ear, pretending to be shy.

"Calix asked me out for dinner later, so I came back to find a beautiful dress. I guess he wanted to propose to me."

I didn't know who took the initiative to cross the line, but I knew that no one would like to share a man with another woman. So I said those words to disgust Irene.

I knew that even if Calix and Irene were together in the future, this matter would be a sore spot in their relationship.

They were destined to be unhappy for the rest of their lives, and they deserved it. I felt so disgusted that I sneered inwardly.

I continued, "Calix also said he would buy me a big diamond ring, and we would spend our honeymoon on Bali Island."

As I expected, Irene glared at Calix. She looked very angry.

Calix quickly explained, "No, I didn't say that. It's only her wishful thinking."

I pretended to be sad and even sobbed. "Calix, didn't you say you loved me? You said you wanted to give me a grand wedding, right? Don't you love me anymore?"

"Eunice, don't say that. And don't cry. Your tears break my heart." When Calix saw me crying, he reached out to hold my hand to comfort me.

A woman's tears were indeed the best weapon.

"Eunice, you are such a damn woman!" Irene shouted.

She must have been stimulated by the scene. Her eyes narrowed angrily. She stepped forward to pull me as she spoke.

I wanted to dodge, but it was too late.

She ripped off my dress, revealing my collarbone and shoulders covered with hickeys.

When Irene saw them, her eyes lit up. She asked smugly, "Eunice, which man did you sleep with behind Calix's back last night?"

Her voice was very loud. It was as if she wanted everyone to know that I was a slut. She wanted to ruin my reputation.

Calix's eyes turned red in anger. He also stared at me, waiting for an explanation.

But I just ignored them and straightened my clothes unhurriedly.

Then I said sarcastically, "Actually, there were two shameless people having sex in my room yesterday. But it was at noon, not last night."