I’ll Just Be Friends With My Ex-Husband - Chapter 64-2

Hmm. Should I buy underwear first? I can’t believe this day has come.

It was when I buried my face in the bed and was giggling like a crazy villain.

“Hey!” Suddenly the door opened wide.

“What?” Alexid stood by the door, breathing heavily with a red face.

“Ugly, you! What are you doing? I’m gonna kill you son of a b—-!”

“What the hell are you talking about?….” Alexid spoke, and he was gossiping about something he had heard from me.

“Oh, my.”

What he said was what happened between me and Gerald. The romantic kiss between me and

Gerald in the middle of the boulevard was very realistic and detailed.

Why is he giving me so much attention? Well, at least, it seemed romantic to others, right?

Fortunately, my first kiss wasn’t bad. Alexid, on the other hand, must have been thinking differently from me.

Alexid let out the fire he had been keeping. “Oh, my? Oh my, your face! As if I can afford to hear that now! You are not even engaged!”

“Oh.” I laughed with my arms folded. “Right.”

“I guess you didn’t do anything with Veronica” He flinched.

Alexid’s momentum was dampened.

“You must be holding hands only” Alexid took a step back, glancing at me.

“Does Veronica like that, too?” Alexid coughed.

I knew better that Alexid and Veronica were not platonic and static like Alexid made it seem. I grinned bitterly at Alexid.

“I saw two people who did the same in the garden the other day… Hmm. Is it someone else?”

“Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.”

“What? Are you asking me what I saw?” Alexid took three more steps back.

He really resembled the size of a peanut.

“You should’ve told me…” Alexid scratched his head awkwardly.

“Alexid, I warned you.” Alexid gulped down his saliva.

“I don’t want you to interrupt my relationship… If you interrupt me and Gerald…” I raised my thumb and slit my throat. “You know what I mean, right?”

“Oh, yeah…” He awkwardly nodded. “Did you forget that we’ve been on good terms lately.” Alexid said in an awkward voice.

Now I’m going to take a step forward with Gerald, but anything that might disrupt our relationship is extremely discouraged.

That peanut is far too weird for us to guess his next actions.

I cleared my throat and stared at Alexid. “Now, will you get out of here?”

“Good night, Lulu.” Alexid, who didn’t get any information, walked out the same way he came in.

I have defeated Alexid so I immediately went to lie back in bed.

Why is he pushing for something he can’t win? I am way too ahead of him. Tsk.

I was rolling on the bed and fiddling with my lips. Brenti was a pretty good stimulus for Gerald to make him jealous. It was unfortunate for Brenti that I made it seem like I just used him.

But then again, I have been comparing my partner to Gerald every time I went on a date.

He didn’t smoke any cigarettes. He wouldn’t have talked a lot because he knew about certain topics that I’m not interested in. If it was him, he would know my favorite foods as well.

Even the most uncharacteristic things were the subject of comparison. Everyone knows how mean and bad it was for me to do that and that just concludes my feelings for him as well.

I let out a laugh.

“You’re stupid,” I said to myself.

Maybe it was me who was hanging on to Gerald after all. I let out a little sigh.

“Not me yet?”’ To hear that. “Give me a chance.”

I don’t even know if I’ve been meaning this ever since the start. Leaving Gerald unattended, not giving him any attention, and just telling him that we’d treat each other like a friend. Eventually, I had gotten what I wanted.

“Three times.”

One time is hard. The next step is hard. Wouldn’t it be easier after three? Gerald solved it.

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“Crown Prince, how can I cook this?”

Before saying anything, the Crown Prince fell asleep like a fallen doll.

Was it really natural? What if some force intervened for it to happen? Did Alexid or Gerald find out perhaps?

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I let out a sigh. I think I’ll have to see the Crown Prince a few more times. I’m sure he’ll respond more if I mention Philia.

Is there any other way to stimulate it? There must be a natural way to refer to Phillia.

“Ah!” There was something like that.

Spring is coming soon. And at this time, after the academy’s graduation ceremony, a dance banquet is held to select the new Crown Princess.

This is probably easier to do and I hope someone is not going to intervene. The Royal Family has already written an official letter!

If the Crown Prince thinks of Philia as me. Then I should make use of it.