Dayana's POV
I was contacted by the traffic police. They asked me to pick up Delon, my boyfriend, who had just been arrested for drunk driving.
When I arrived at the scene, I saw Delon with Lauren, his best friend's younger sister. Both looked semi-conscious. I squinted, disgusted. I could clearly see the kiss marks on their necks and the messiness of her clothes.
"Lauren is heartbroken; her boyfriend left her. That's why I came to keep her company and comfort her.” Delon explained in a tone that showed no remorse.
I ignored his confession. Immediately, I arranged for their release through the authorities.
"I found your contact on their cell phone, so I contacted you," the police officer said after I finished signing the paperwork.
"Hmm..." I just nodded with a bitter smile.
"Are they your family?"
"No. We just happen to know each other," I replied nonchalantly, then lifted Lauren's body and carried her into the car. However, the woman pushed me to the ground.
"I don't want you to touch me! You're bad! Brother Delon, help me," she whimpered with a limp body, clinging to Delon. In a spoiled manner, she hugged him. I groaned in annoyance, wanting to slap her to wake her up. However, I restrained myself. I didn't want to be a jealous lover. Especially when Delon easily hugged Lauren, as if to protect me from touching her.
The traffic cop, who had noticed my agitation, helped me to get the two drunk people into the car. They sat in the back seat, while I was in the driver's seat. My eyes burned as I watched the two of them clinging to each other. Delon hugged Lauren tightly and continued to calm her down. Lauren kept saying that she didn't want to be alone and begged Delon not to leave her.
"No, I won't leave you. I'll always be with you, I promise," Delon said, his voice like an arrow of fire burning into my heart. Along the way, I had to watch the two of them embrace. Unconsciously, I was driving at high speed.
"Brother, is he going to kill us? This makes me feel like I'm in the middle of a storm," Lauren complained in a frightened voice, hugging Delon.
"Hey! Slow down the car! You're scaring Lauren!" Delon snapped with a sharp gaze that reflected in the rearview mirror.
If I didn't have a conscience, maybe I really would have killed them.
I was forced to bring them to my house. After opening the door, I headed back to the car. Delon had already gotten out of the car. He was carrying Lauren with her remaining consciousness. My heart felt numb, and my body stiffened at the sight. All I could do was hold back the flames of jealousy that were slowly burning through my body.
"Out of the way!" Delon bumped my shoulder mercilessly, making me stagger and almost fall. Without caring about me, he entered the house and took Lauren to his room.
I had hoped that, after laying Lauren down, Delon would go to another room. Instead, he pushed me out.
"Go away! Leave us alone!" he snapped, pushing me out of the room.
In that room, they slept together—in my bed, on my roof. What a betrayal.
My body collapsed onto the sofa, and I took a sip of water to calm myself down. At the same time, my cell phone rang. My mother was calling.
"Dayana, Mr. Cendrik's son, he asked you to be his wife. Do you want to?"
The offer had come repeatedly, and I had always turned it down. Back then, I felt like I owned Delon, so there was no reason to accept the proposal. But now, in front of my eyes, my lover, whom I trusted, was sleeping with another woman. How foolish of me to keep hoping for him.
"Yes... I accept, ma'am. Give me time to pack; I'll be home soon," I replied confidently.
I heard my mom’s sigh of relief. I imagined the satisfied smile on her face. "Good. I will inform Mr. Cendrik of your reply immediately. They will be delighted. I am also very happy, Dayana, that you have finally chosen the right man."
"Hmmm... I won't waste my life anymore, Mom."
The call cut off. I looked at the calendar on the table, tore off one date sheet, crumpled it, and threw it in the trash. After today, there would be no more feeling of love for Delon. Five years with him, accompanying him through thick and thin. Bringing him from being a nobody to becoming a director of a well-known company. But all of that still wasn't enough to make him loyal.
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The morning after they woke up, I asked them to come out of my room. Delon looked awkward and regretful, while Lauren continued to hug him tightly, looking scared and full of dependence.
"Dayana, I know I've made a mistake. Please, forgive me," Delon pleaded in a tone full of remorse.
I smiled a little. "I have forgiven you. Now, please leave my house. I have a lot of business to attend to."
"Dayana... Please, listen to my explanation first," Delon said, coming closer. However, I shied away. His touch only made me feel disgusted.
Suddenly, the doorbell rang. I went to the door and opened it. Before me stood two men.
"We've come to collect your belongings, Miss."
Before I could react, Delon interrupted first, "Take things? What for?"
