Just as I was about to explain, I heard Bruce asking another question, "What's the deal with the admission letter?"
I finally understood what was happening.
The stuff he'd said earlier was just to lead up to this. This was the question he wanted to ask the most.
I casually replied, "As you heard, I gave up because I didn't want to go." I gripped my car key nervously as I said so.
At that moment, what flashed through my mind was the scene of me handing over my hard-earned one hundred thousand to the study abroad agency.
Two years ago, studying abroad wasn't as difficult as it was now. However, one had to meet the requirement of paying a deposit.
It was a critical part of the application process, and as a student, I could only afford to pay that much.
However, the agent told me that only one person could study abroad with that amount.
At that time, I thought it was okay for me to not go. After all, with my abilities, it wouldn't make much of a difference to enroll a few years later.
What's more, Bruce needed that opportunity more than me.
So, I hid the fact that I was accepted into the course. And then, I handed over my entire savings—the only one hundred thousand I had—to Bruce.
"Why did you hide it from me?" Bruce's assertive voice snapped me back to reality.
I forced a smile and replied, "It was my own choice to give up studying abroad. You don't need to hold a grudge over it. If you really feel bad about it, just consider it as if I've opened a fixed-term deposit with you. You can give me the interest when you return the money."
"Nancy!"
Bruce's sudden roar startled me, and I looked up to see him staring grimly and in disbelief at me.
His eyes surged with emotions, and he gave off a dangerous air.
Suddenly, I thought it was irrational for me to bring up the money.
Then, I adopted a sincere tone, as if I were dealing with an investor. "I'm sorry. I…" I began.
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