Filed To Story: Cheating with My Boyfriend's Best Friend Novel Read Online (Olive & Aaron)
Charlotte showed me her phone screen and I noticed it was late afternoon. And I didn’t even have a bed in my new residence now!
“You are right!” But I was a little worried, “But don’t I need to go to the lab to say hello to my colleagues first?”
“Don’t be nervous. Many of your colleagues also come from foreign countries. They will understand.”
“All right.”
Charlotte’s smile melted away my nervousness. I took a brand new job card and left TWH talking and laughing with her.
Just at the corner of the corridor, a very typical German man walked towards us.
This man knew Charlotte very well. I could only hear the first-word
“Gutentag” from his fast speaking speed.
“This is Dr. Olive Woods, my future boss. Dr. Woods, this is Dr. Peter Hermann, the genius of Lab One.”
Dr. Hermann understood English. He laughed heartily when he heard Charlotte’s introduction.
He reached out to me, “Welcome to TWH.”
I shook hands with him and smiled back.
But to my surprise, when I let go of my hand, he didn’t show any sign of letting go of his.
I looked up at Dr. Hermann and soon saw obsession and amazement in his green eyes.
“May I ask, are you single?”
OMG! I knew that I had good looks, but this was the first time I had experienced love at first sight like this!
For a split second, someone’s face flashed across my mind.
“Oh, yes.”
Out of the corner of my eye, I could see an excited look on Charlotte’s face. Everyone was not interested in gossip.
But no one knew how embarrassed I was at the moment, even though I still tried to stay calm on the surface.
Dr. Hermann still held my hand, “Well, can I befriend you on FB?”
“Oh sorry, I don’t use FB.” I finally seized the opportunity to withdraw my hand, “If you need, I can give you my email.”
My words upset this handsome German man.
After exchanging emails, he quickly left.
Watching him disappear into the distance, Charlotte looked at me, as if she wanted to say something.
“Maybe I should give him my phone number, right?” I joked.
Hesitation could be seen on Charlotte’s face as if she was struggling to find the right words.
“It’s nothing. I can understand it. It’s a polite excuse indeed.”
“Excuse?” I didn’t understand, “I don’t use Facebook.”
“No way!” Charlotte couldn’t believe it at all. But after seeing my reaction, she finally realized that I was serious.
“You don’t have a FB account?”
I couldn’t help laughing when I saw her shock as if she was looking at an alien.
However, at this moment, I thought of the annoying ID and the profile picture of a nightclub player.
Aaron and I had started dating on FB. But after he announced his engagement on FB a year ago, I hid my account and uninstalled the software.
It would be great if memories could be uninstalled and deleted at will like mobile apps.
Charlotte was still in shock, “No wonder you’re doing great in scientific research! Dr. Woods, you are the only person I have ever seen who can restrain himself from playing this social software!”
“There should be no sociologist who has studied the relationship bet**en FB and scientific research level.” I smiled at Charlotte, “Let’s go. It’s getting late.”
Charlotte was an enthusiastic girl, and I already knew that. But such enthusiasm also troubled me to a certain extent.
My new residence was a single-family cottage on the banks of the Danube. It was not very big, but it came with a mini courtyard and a garage.
This was much more spacious than my small apartment in Manhattan. Charlotte also thoughtfully rented a car for me in advance.
“Charlotte, you’ve done enough for me. It’s getting late.” Watching her squatting on the ground to help me assemble the bed, I was both moved and helpless.
All afternoon, she helped me decorate and clean my new house… and also told me about Dr. Hermann.
God! Since she learned that I didn’t use FB, she seemed to come up with another thought. She didn’t think that I had no interest in Dr. Hermann!
If I hadn’t stopped her, she would have even tried to explain it to him for me!
“Call me anytime if you need any help.” After I repeatedly assured her that I could pack the rest of my luggage and furniture myself. Charlotte finally said goodbye to me. After she left, the originally lively house suddenly became very quiet.
I sat wearily on my freshly assembled bed, distraught.
I had thought I could have a fresh start when I left America and stopped following all his news online. But a FB account could bring me back to the deep sea of memory.
It made me feel discouraged.
As night fell, I didn’t even have the thought of turning on the lights. Some exhaustion beyond imagination came all over me and I just wanted to lie still, but I couldn’t fall asleep anyway.
At this moment, I suddenly heard the ringing of the doorbell.
“Surprise!” I heard Cinder’s voice when I opened the door.
Then I heard another familiar voice, “I knew she would have this reaction.”
“OMG! Am I dreaming? Why are you here?!” I was stunned!
Who could imagine that the two people who should be in New York and Boston now were standing in front of me at this moment!
Cinder and Nick hugged me warmly with gifts in their hands. I got a k**s on each cheek.
“Congratulations on your new life!”
“I should have recorded your reaction.” Cinder walked over in the latest limited-edition manolo blahnik high heels, took out her mobile phone. and took a group photo of the three of us. Then she walked right past me into the house.
She looked around and couldn’t help shaking her head, “Dear Olive, I guessed that you must not have finished packing, but such progress is beyond my expectation.”
I watched the two of them come to the living room as if they had returned to their own home, and it instantly reminded me of three years ago.
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