My Crazy Childhood Friend’s Love Obsession

I turned around, following his pointing finger, and saw a man in a white shirt standing not far away. He had an apron tied around his waist, and his once handsome face now bore a light stubble.

It had been several years, and he had aged considerably, looking less like a man approaching his thirties and more like a middle-

aged person whose edges had been smoothed by life.

When Nash noticed me, he clearly froze in his tracks. knew he had recognized me.

He approached; his steps somewhat unsteady. Steve whispered

to me that it was due to the aftereffects of a car accident he had been in, where he didn't receive timely treatment.

He greeted Steve naturally, then turned to me. "Wendy, it's been a long time."

I nodded slightly and smiled softly. "Long time no see. Nash."

"You've changed a lot. I almost didn't recognize you.

I knew he was just being polite. The video of Steve confessing to me had gone viral that day, and it was

all over the internet. Anyone who went online would have seen my current appearance.

Nash stared at me quietly, as if searching for traces of my past self in his memories.noveldrama

I lightly curled my lips. "Well, it's definitely different from our school days."

Steve was sandwiched between Nash and me. He looked around and suddenly realized, "You two actually know each other? That's quite a coincidence." Indeed, it was a coincidence.

However, everyone lived in the same city, and as long as fate had not completely separated us, we were bound to meet again

The atmosphere became a bit awkward for a moment. Steve picked up his phone and said to me, going to the restroom."

Steve was such a perceptive and considerate person that he could tell Nash wanted to talk to me and voluntarily gave us some space.

"So, how have you been all these years?" Nash asked.

I raised an eyebrow. "As you can see, I've been doing pretty well."

Nash nodded and gestured toward Steve. "Mr. Ford seems like a good match for you."

I didn't respond, and we didn't have much to say to each other.

"Do you still paint?" I suddenly asked.

Nash looked up in surprise, then smiled bitterly. "Occasionally, but you know, my hand was injured. I can't possibly recover to how I was at 18.”

"What about Yvonne? Your children should be in school by now."

Nash remained silent for a while before saying, "I got a divorce from her."

As if suddenly finding a confidant, Nash started talking to me about his experiences over the years. He said that he didn't go to college back then. After he spent all his money, life with Yvonne became difficult. Yvonne knew that his family was well off and always pressured him to ask for money, but he had already had a falling out with his parents and couldn't bring himself to go back and ask time jobs and training courses couldn't meet these expenses. Furthermore, Yvonne's parents had already severed ties with her.

During that time, Nash had to take care of their child and Yvonne while also supporting the family. He thought about asking his parents for help, but he couldn't bring himself to do It. He had lost all his pride.

When his parents learned about his situation and saw how he was struggling, they decided to visit him and offered to take the child back home as long as he agreed to break up with Yvonne. They also promised to send him abroad for further studies, and afterward, he could join their family business. However, at that time, Nash refused. He didn't want to give up his child or return to his parents everything that had happened.

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He took on another part-time job, but this meant that he had no free time left. One day, he got off early and saw Yvonne, who was dressed up, not far from their home. He asked her where the child was. She refused to answer and insisted that he should go home and see for himself. In the midst of their argument, she pushed him, and a car ran over his ankle. Without enough money for proper medical treatment, his leg took a long time to heal. During that time, he lived a very difficult life.