His Coy Lover

Monday parked the car, remained silent for a dozen seconds, and then said to Zelda, “I’ll wait for you in the car. You go meet your friend.”

Zelda, who was about to open the door, paused and turned to look at Monday, jokingly saying, “What’s the matter, afraid Cindy will capture a frontal picture of you? Monday, whether it’s a man or a woman, those with high looks attract attention wherever they go.”

Monday remained silent.

“Well then, you wait here for us. I’ll come after picking up Cindy.”

Zelda didn’t force Monday to accompany her to pick up Cindy, even though Monday brought her here. After all, Monday was loyal to Charles.

Zelda got out of the car and went to find Cindy.

With the location shared by Cindy, she quickly located her.

“Cindy.”

Zelda ran towards her friend with a smile.

Seeing her friend, Cindy dragged her suitcase forward and responded to Zelda while they walked towards each other.

When they got close, the two friends, who hadn’t seen each other for a while, gave each other a strong hug.

After the hug, Zelda looked Cindy up and down and said with a smile, “After traveling for so long, you still didn’t get tan. I’m really jealous.”

Cindy had fair skin, which Zelda envied.

Touching both sides of her face, Cindy self-admiringly said, “I was born with fair skin and beauty. You’re just envious.”

“Alright, praising you once, and you get so proud.”

Zelda wanted to help Cindy with her suitcase, but Cindy quickly said, “I’ll do it myself.”

“With your figure and strength, carrying such a big suitcase will tire you out. Let me do it.”

Zelda insisted and took over the suitcase.

Cindy didn’t argue with her.

When the two were together, Zelda always took care of her. There was no choice; she appeared petite and delicate in front of Zelda’s tall and slender figure.

Zelda envied Cindy’s fair skin, and Cindy envied Zelda’s tall and graceful figure.

“What’s in this suitcase that makes it so heavy?”

“All gifts for you.”

Zelda laughed, “You’re too good to me.”

“You’re my best friend. If I’m not good to you, who else would I be good to?”

“I’m good to you too, personally coming to the airport to pick you up.”

Cindy affectionately hooked Zelda’s arm, and they continued walking and talking.

“I know you’re the best to me, so I had my driver not come and waited at the airport for you.”

Cindy giggled and asked Zelda, “Is that handsome guy a taxi driver?”

“Why do you like him?”

“I haven’t even seen him in person. How can I easily decide if he’s my type? People like me, who have seen a lot of handsome guys, won’t easily find a man attractive.”

Cindy liked collecting pictures of handsome men.

Of course, she collected more pictures of handsome guys, and while she had many pictures of beautiful women, she didn’t put them up in her bedroom. Instead, she pasted them in another room, a room that she completely occupied, and her family couldn’t do anything about it.

Zelda was one of the beautiful women in her collection.

“I can’t reveal his identity to you right now.”

“So secretive.”

Zelda smiled without saying anything.

Cindy was tactful. If Zelda didn’t want to talk about something, she wouldn’t pry. It would only annoy people.

Even though the two were the best of friends, their friendship had only developed over the past year. It was normal for Zelda to hold back a bit.

“Zelda, during the time I was away, how are things between you and Burton? Did you manage to get your parents’ support? If your parents are still against it, you should give up. They say you don’t necessarily have to marry the person your parents choose, but if your father disagrees with the person you want to marry, you must consider it seriously.”

Burton was also handsome, but Cindy just didn’t like him. He didn’t appear in her collection of handsome men.

“I’ve given up.”

Cindy stopped.

“What’s wrong?”

“You really gave up on Burton?”

Zelda chuckled, “When I was infatuated with him, you advised me to let go, saying he wasn’t suitable for me. When I finally gave up, you were shocked. Cindy, how would you like me to be?”

Cindy looked her up and down, even touched Zelda’s forehead with her hand, saying, “No fever. That’s normal, Zelda. Have you really given up on Burton?”

“Yes, completely.”

Cindy grinned, “You’re finally saved. Burton is quite cunning. You, being carefree, can’t control him. Also, he has known your sister for several years, and their private relationship has always been good. Not to belittle you, but currently, Elle is better than you in all aspects. Can you guarantee that there’s nothing between Burton and Elle?”

Thinking back to Zelda’s unwavering obedience to Burton, losing herself for him, Cindy felt anxious but couldn’t persuade her. Every time she tried, Zelda would storm off.

Cindy’s heartfelt words reminded Zelda of her previous life.

Their friendship ended when Cindy kept advising her to give up on Burton. Zelda felt that Cindy wasn’t doing it for her good. Despite knowing that Zelda deeply loved Burton and could do anything for him, Cindy advised her to give up, seemingly wanting to make her suffer.

She even suspected Cindy also liked Burton, making Cindy extremely frustrated.

In a big argument, the two ended their relationship.

Starting a new life, Zelda wouldn’t question Cindy’s kindness to her.

“Cindy, thank you.”

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For two lifetimes, she owed Cindy a thank you.

“Why thank me? I haven’t helped you with anything. I’m just a friend giving you some advice. You’re not blaming me for having a sharp tongue, are you?”

“No.”

They say bitter medicine is good for curing illness, and frank advice benefits one’s actions.

Cindy sincerely cared about her, which was why she said things that Zelda didn’t like to hear. Elle wished for her death and would deceive her, saying sweet words to make her completely devoted to Burton, losing herself and ending up miserable.

“Let’s go. Don’t let the driver wait too long.”

That was Charles’s personal bodyguard.

Thinking of Charles reminded her of the ten-thousand-word self-criticism she had to write, affecting Zelda’s good mood.

That guy was too ruthless!

Ah, ten thousand words.

She didn’t even know what to write to make up ten thousand words.

“Zelda, after I take you home later, have dinner at my place. Don’t go back tonight. We haven’t seen each other for a long time; we should catch up.”

“Cindy, we’ll have plenty of time to chat in the future. Don’t mind this one day.”

“Do you have something urgent?”

Zelda nodded honestly, “Yes, something very urgent. I’ll have to leave after I drop you off later.”

She had to finish the ten-thousand-word self-criticism tonight; otherwise, Charles would make her wish she were dead.

Cindy understood, “Alright, then. The day after tomorrow is Yemmy’s birthday. You’ll go to the banquet with your sister, right? She and Yemmy are good friends.”

Cindy didn’t have much favor for Elle either.