Lock My Boyfriend and His Manipulative Ex-girlfriend Together

My boyfriend threw a party to celebrate my birthday.

During the event, he played the paper-tearing game with his ex-girlfriend.

When the tissue fell, they kissed passionately.

After the kiss, my boyfriend smiled gently and said, "Still so sweet."

When others noticed me, their expressions seemed awkward.

I couldn't pretend I didn't see, so I approached her and asked curiously, "How sweet was it?"

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It was my birthday and also my anniversary with my boyfriend, Mark Smith.

He said he had prepared a surprise for me and asked me to arrive on time.

When I got to the bar, I saw an unexpected surprise.

He and his friend were playing the paper-tearing game.

In this game, one person holds the paper in their mouth while the next person tears away half of it with their mouth.

The girl next to him was his ex, Rachel Quinn.

I wasn't sure if it was the tissue's fault or the ambiguous atmosphere, but the moment Rachel tore the paper from Mark's mouth, the tissue fell, and their lips suddenly touched.

What's even more ridiculous is that after they separated, Mark licked his lips, looking as if he was still unsatisfied, and said to Rachel, "Still so sweet."

I don't know which of his friends noticed me first, but one of them shouted, "Ah, our birthday girl is finally here..."

A hint of panic flashed across Mark's eyes, but he quickly composed himself.

"Molly, why are you just arriving? We have been waiting for you for a long time. Come, let me introduce you to..."

I didn't agree with him as I had before.

At that moment, I didn't want to deceive myself any longer.

"How sweet was it?"

"What's sweet? Molly, do you want to eat cake? I'll..."

I interrupted him.

"Mark, what are you still pretending for? I saw everything. Let me ask you, how sweet is Rachel Quinn's mouth? Do you want her to give you another kiss so you can savor it?"

At that point, Rachel stood up.

"Molly, we were just playing a game. You can't be so petty. Mark and I are just friends now; we have already talked it out."

Just friends?

I laughed.

"What kind of friends kiss each other like that?"

In an instant, the atmosphere became tense.

"Molly, I know you won't overthink this. We all move in the same circles. Rachel and I were together when we were young and naive. You understand our relationship; it was innocent and uncomplicated."

When I heard Mark's words, I laughed out loud.

Perhaps it was because I always seemed good-natured in front of Mark and his friends.

They actually thought my smile meant understanding and forgiveness.

One of Mark's friends chimed in, "Rachel, you didn't catch the tissue just now, so you have to drink three glasses of wine as punishment."

Before Rachel could respond, Mark defended her.

"You all know that Rachel is allergic to alcohol and can't drink it. Forget it; give me the wine, and I'll drink it for her."

After we finished drinking, he explained to me nonchalantly, "Molly, you won't mind, will you? I'm just helping my good friend avoid drinking. If it were you, I would help you too. But you can handle more than I can, so you don't need my help."

"I really don't need your help. I can handle everything on my own."

"That's not true. I can assist you with those matters. I can bring you a level of happiness like no other."

After saying this, he even flashed a malicious smile.

I was slightly taken aback.

I never expected him to say such things to me on this occasion.