Married Your Girl Bestie as a Dare? Congrats You're Stuck with her now novel Chapter 7

Chapter 7

By the sixth week of being forcibly tied together, the conflict between Mason and Harper finally exploded.

I heard about it from Daniel Wright, a mutual friend. He asked me out for dinner, his expression conflicted

the entire time.

“Mason and Harper had a huge fight,” Daniel said as he cut into his steak, avoiding my eyes. “I heard Harper

moved into Mason’s place?”

I nodded. “During the cooling-off period, they’re legally married. Living together is normal.”

“But…” Daniel hesitated. “Chloe, do you really not care at all anymore?”

I set my fork down and looked at him seriously. “Daniel, Mason and I are over. Completely. The moment he walked into City Hall with Harper, it ended for good. What happens between them now has nothing to do with

me.”

Daniel sighed. “Harper threw out everything of yours from Mason’s place. Even the painting you picked out

together. She replaced it with her own portrait.”

I raised an eyebrow. “That abstract piece? I remember it wasn’t cheap.”

“Mason blew up over that,” Daniel said. “He told her it was his home and she didn’t get to decide everything.”

Daniel shook his head. “Harper cried and said she’s the lady of the house now. Why should her husband keep

his ex-girlfriend’s things?”

“And then?” I asked.

“Mason slammed the door and left. He drank at a bar until early morning,” Daniel paused. “When he was

drunk, he kept calling your name.”

I let out a soft laugh, devoid of warmth. “Regret that comes too late isn’t worth anything.”

Daniel looked at me, his gaze complicated. “Chloe, you’ve become very calm.”

“Because my heart is dead,” I said simply. “Dead people don’t have emotional reactions.”

My phone vibrated. Harper had sent me a friend request. I rejected it without hesitation.

Five minutes later, another request came through. [It’s about Mason. It’s important.]

I rejected it again and disabled friend requests from search.

Daniel watched the entire process and gave a bitter smile. “You’re really ruthless.”

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“This isn’t ruthlessness,” I corrected him. “It’s self-preservation.”

After dinner, Daniel walked me back to my apartment.

Downstairs, he hesitated before speaking. “Chloe, if… I mean, if Mason truly regrets it and wants you back,

would you consider it?”

I stood under the streetlight. My shadow stretched long across the pavement.

The night air was cool. I pulled my coat tighter around myself.

“Daniel,” I said softly, “have you ever seen something broken and put back together?”

“Sure. A lot of couples break up and later-”

“No,” I interrupted. “I mean something that actually shattered. You can glue it back together, but the cracks never disappear. It might look whole, but it’s fragile. One touch, and it breaks again.”

I looked up at the warm light glowing from my apartment window. “Whatever Mason and I had was beyond

repair a long time ago.”

Daniel fell silent.

“Go home,” I said with a small smile. “Thank you for telling me all this. But from now on, you don’t need to

update me about them anymore.”

I turned and went upstairs without looking back.

Inside the elevator, I adjusted my hair in the mirror.

The woman reflected back at me had clear eyes and a faint curve at her lips. She looked good. Truly good.

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