On the other end of the line, Yu Xuan froze when she heard a woman's voice suddenly cut in.
"You're at another woman's house right now?"
"No, Yu Xuan, listen to me."
The young man explained as he threw on his clothes, "It's not what you think, I..."
"Look how frantic you are. Leaving your shorts behind?"
The rich woman beside him deliberately spoke louder. "Sweetie, breaking up with him is the right move. He was never yours to begin with."
The young man spun around and roared, "Shut your mouth!"
"Is that any way to talk to me?"
"It is."
The young man raged, "That's it, I fucking quit!"
"..."
Back in her apartment, Yu Xuan listened to the two of them arguing on the phone and simply hung up.
'Working overtime?'
'So this was the kind of "overtime" he'd been working all along!'
'He must have had it so rough.'
At this moment, she didn't actually hate her boyfriend at all.
Instead, the guilt that had been weighing on her heart suddenly felt much lighter.
