“It’s my honor to be invited by Ansley. Don’t worry, I’ll definitely attend it.” Suppressing my excitement, I hung up the call after speaking to the assistant. Then, I walked to the mirror briskly, stared at my reflection, and slapped my cheek.
“It hurts! So I’m not dreaming!” Clutching my face, I blinked, still unable to react. “Oh my god! My painting has been chosen by Ansley and he’s inviting me to Anglandur to attend his art exhibition!”
I screamed and jumped onto the bed. Throwing the covers over me, I punched my pillows and yelled. After that, I buried my face into the pillows and burst out into wild laughter.
It’s like I’ve just struck the lottery! I’m overjoyed!
“This isn’t a dream! I’m going to an art exhibition! I’m so happy!”
A melodious ringtone sounded in the room for a while before I realized that someone was calling me. Climbing out of my bed, I grabbed the phone without even glancing at it and said happily, “Hello, this is Yvonne.”
“Hey, Eve, something bad happened. There’s an intruder in your relationship. Within ten minutes, come downstairs and I’ll bring you there,” yelled Sabrina through the phone.
I was puzzled. “What are you talking about? I’m the only one in the relationship. Where did the intruder come from?”
“Can’t there be newcomers? Dress up beautifully and come down quickly. Or else, I’ll teach you a good lesson,” threatened Sabrina.
“Fine, I’ll come down right now. Wait for a while!”
I rolled my eyes, not feeling anxious at all. Christopher would definitely not cheat on me. If he wanted to do that, he would not have invested so much effort and love in our relationship. Even if he wanted to find someone else, I did not have the right to refuse.
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