Imogen, after hearing this, turned her head and congratulated Shirley.
“Congratulations. I might be calling you Mrs. Flintstone in no time.” Shirley’s heart tightened. She felt that her friendship with Imogen was changing.
Perhaps… it wouldn’t be as open as it used to be.
The environment had made their friendship more fragile. Shirley smiled. “Let’s just go with the flow. I don’t want to push too hard.” This time, Shirley didn’t argue. She knew that many things were beyond her control. For example, her feelings for Zacharias. She had rejected him initially, but now, for some reason, she seemed to accept his pursuit.
Beneath Imogen’s calm exterior, her heart was tormented by pain and jealousy.
But she couldn’t say it, and she couldn’t show it. She didn’t want Shirley to see her dark side because it wasn’t time for a final falling out yet.
“Shirley, don’t burden yourself. Really, you and Zacharias are a match. I sincerely wish you both well.” Imogen pretended to be sincere.
“Thank you for your understanding.” In an attempt to apologize, Shirley brought a gift-a small box. “Here’s a brooch. It looks great on a suit. I hope you like it.” Imogen took the box and opened it. Indeed, there was a beautiful brooch sitting inside. She smilingly said, “I really like it. Thank you.” “If there’s anything you need help with, feel free to ask, Shirley mentioned.
“Alright, you should go back to Mr. Flintstone. After all, his safety is the most important.” Imogen got up to open the door and see Shirley off.
Shirley nodded and left. Once outside, she sighed with relief. She had finally explained things to Imogen.
After Shirley left, Imogen angrily threw the brooch that Shirley gave her on the ground. She sneered. “What do you take me for? A beggar to be pitied?” Imogen didn’t want to endure this insult. For her, everything Shirley gave her felt like charity. None of it was genuine.
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