One More Chance novel Chapter 186

"Hey, isn't your boyfriend attending our in-laws' wedding anniversary?"

I felt a light tap on my shoulder and I made a face as I turned to Jack but my expression suddenly changed when I saw her wearing a beautiful bodycon spaghetti-strap white dress --- which really surprised me as my brother allowed her to wear such a dress... you know, knowing Dale, over possessive.

But then...

"No," I replied shortly with a deep sigh, but when I saw her smile out of the corner of my eye, I couldn't help but frown. "Why? Why are you smiling?" I asked, facing her completely.

"Nah," she shrugged. "I just find it funny... you know, the turn of events in your life and love life lately. I mean, when you come to think of it, it's so funny yet so amazing!"

A smile formed on my lips as I got what she was saying.

"Isn't it, right?" she turned to me.

"And how is it become funny yet amazing, huh?"

"Well, I am your best friend and I've been with you since the beginning. You were only sixteen when you started having feelings for him and that was when it all started. You chased him to death even though he was so aloof back then. You ended up being married which --- take note--- he still agreed to marry you even though he hated you and despised the idea!"

"Oops! Haha... he didn't hate me!" I interjected with a mischievous smile.

"Oh, God! How did you know he didn't hate you when he almost killed you every night for bringing different girls into your own house and bedroom, duh?"

My face crumpled at her question and I playfully glared at her.

"Owwss, see? Haha... you didn't expect to hear that again, didn't you?" and she ended with a hilarious laugh.

"He told me the truth and what he felt back then when we were in the Philippines," I said moving my eyes away and following the guests as they entered the mansion for the party in a few minutes.

"And what did he tell you?" she curiously asked.

"That he was mad--- furious at what I did and that I left him no choice because we ended up being married. That I didn't wait for him to make the first move and---"

"Hey--- wait! What do you mean you didn't wait for him to make the first move? What is that supposed to mean?"

"Well, he said he was the first to like me even before when I was younger but he did nothing to get me to notice him because I was too young back then. He said he was just waiting for the right time and when I'm the right age, he would talk to Dale and tell my brother that he likes me. But the problem was that---"

"But the problem was that you were so stubborn as hell back then that you insisted on what you wanted to the point of paying a bartender just to put a sleeping pill in his drink. And because of your boneheadedness, you didn't think that the asshole of a bartender put a sex-enhancing drug instead of a sleeping pill, so yeah--- you ended up being pregnant and caught up with your own stupidness!"

"Ouch!" The only word that formed in my head and came out of my mouth after her speech.

"Why? Does it hurt? Are you hurt?" she pretended to check if I really got a wound.

"Ouch, Jack, ouch!" I repeated, pretending to be hurt by her words.

"Oh, well, the truth hurts, doesn't it?" she smirked and my lips twitched.

"Hmmp!"

"So, was I right?" she asked again and I rolled my eyes.

"Hmhm," I just hummed with a long sigh.

"But what about his actions back then? How did he explain to you his habit of bringing different women into your house and f**king them in his bedroom?"

I took a long, deep breath upon hearing her question. Honestly, I never wanted to talk about it again as it still brings a different--- unexplained feeling in me but I guess, I really have to open it again, and after that never open it again, close it forever and as much as possible bury it in the deepest hole of the past so that no one remembers and so that everyone can already move on.

I quickly shared with her what we talked about regarding that matter and in the end, the only reaction I got from her was...

"Ohh... okay," and then she shrugged. "Well, then, I still want to congratulate you, my favorite best friend in the world," she patted me on the shoulder with the widest smile she could ever give me that night.

"Hey, excuse me, I'm your only best friend, duh!"

"Oops! Yeah, I'm sorry, I forgot," she chuckled.

"And wait, why are you congratulating me by the way, I mean, what for?" I asked her confused.