Chapter 242: More Two-Faced
Just as I was about to say something, Brad gave me a little pinch on the back, telling me to zip it. Then he goes, "Jane's my girl. You saved my life, so whatever she does for you, you totally deserve it. No need to be all formal."
"Girlfriend?" Jenny looked up, shot me a serious look, then dropped her gaze and repeated the word softly, like she couldn't believe it and was a bit bummed. "Brad, didn't you say Jane was just a friend back at the Northern Institute of the Arts?"
Brad tilted his head, grinning. He tucked my stray hair behind my ear, showing everyone how much he cared. "Yeah, back then, we were friends. But I always knew she was the one. I mean, I promised myself I'd marry her when I was six. So, she's gonna be my wife, my only wife."
As Brad said this, he dropped the polite act and got all sweet and lovey-dovey. The way he looked at me was so full of love, it made me feel all shy and giddy.
I couldn't help but give Brad a playful look. Seriously, with all these people around, he still wanted to tease me. I knew he loved me, but come on, let's keep it chill.
Brad ruffled my hair, his eyes telling everyone he adored me.
Jenny's face went pale, her eyes getting all misty. Clearly hurt, she still managed to say, "Brad, after all these years, I didn't expect you to have a girlfriend. Congrats."
I was still trying to figure out Jenny's calm congratulations when she suddenly switched it up, "I just didn't expect someone as amazing as you from the Northern Institute of the Arts to live in such a small place. For someone as exceptional as you, it's kinda cute. By the way, Jane, you're still in school, right? I heard living expenses are pretty high here in Regalia. It's good that Brad's got it covered; you're really lucky."
Jenny's words were infuriating.
Wasn't she just trying to say I only knew how to study and couldn't make money, relying on Brad to support me? If she wanted to say that, she could just say it directly. Why beat around the bush? It was exhausting.
Even if I did rely on Brad's money, what did it have to do with her?
Prying into other people's private matters was really boring.
It was clear Jenny was doing it on purpose, acting all two-faced while pretending to be gentle and understanding, trying to show how self-reliant she was.
She didn't get that whether a woman was too strong or too weak, it could be exhausting for a guy. Her constant attempts to highlight our differences and her so-called shining points just screamed insecurity. Because she couldn't understand that the person who once passed her love letters would be more attractive in every way.
Don't call me narcissistic, but that's the truth.
Look at my enviable height, my desirable weight, my perfectly proportioned figure with curves where they should be and slenderness where it counts. Considering my impressive achievements as a second-year grad student at National Capital University, and my increasingly promising career as an artist.
And being young was barely enough to make her feel insecure and lacking confidence.
Challenged me? Fine, bring it on.
"Jenny's right. We rented this place 'cause it's close to school and convenient. It's just temporary, so we didn't think much about it. Brad offered to buy a bigger place, but since I'm still in school and we don't know where I'll work in the future, and neither of us is into luxury, we didn't think it was necessary. We haven't been here long, and you three are our first guests. The place is small, and Brad didn't mention bringing guests, so we weren't prepared. Hope you don't mind."
"How could I? A home is a home, no matter the size. It's warm and comforting," Jenny said, brushing her hair aside and smiling gently. But I couldn't read the emotions hidden in her eyes. "I'm the one intruding. Jane, can I call you Jane like Brad does? It feels more intimate."
"Sure, besides Brad and my parents who call me 'baby,' almost everyone else calls me Jane." I smiled innocently, glancing shyly at Brad.
So you wanted to compete with me? Bring it on!
Jenny withdrew her gaze from Brad and turned to me, suppressing her emotions. She probably didn't expect me to be so hard to defeat. She smiled warmly, "Brad and your relationship is really enviable. Jane, you're so lucky."
Jenny said I was lucky, and that was true. I didn't argue with her.
But Jenny's constant mention of Brad made me sick. I swore she was doing it on purpose.
I leaned against Brad, snuggling up to his shoulder, and nodded happily. "Yes, indeed, Brad spoils me so much. Having such a perfect partner is indeed my luck. Jenny, do you think so too? Your taste is so similar to mine. What a coincidence."
I widened my innocent eyes, seeking approval from my rival.
Jenny's flawless expression finally showed a slight change.
I secretly smiled in my heart. Let her try to show off to me.
Brad was smart enough to know that Jenny and I were subtly competing. He naturally put his arm around my waist and gave me a discreet squeeze.
My waist was very sensitive. As someone who had never had sex, I couldn't handle it. My face immediately turned red, and my legs went weak.
I didn't expect Brad to use this trick. My waist went ticklish, and I almost collapsed. Brad quickly tightened his arm around me, keeping me upright and maintaining my composure.
But my face turned even redder, burning hot.
Seeing my blush, Brad chuckled softly. I was so embarrassed that I wanted to move away from him, but he held me tighter, his body heat making me sweat. Brad leaned in and whispered in my ear, "Baby, are you so eager to claim your territory?"
I wriggled my body, trying to get him to stop. So many people were watching. He playfully nuzzled my nose and asked me what our plans were for the evening, whether to eat at home or go out.
The topic changed, and I noticed Jenny relaxing back into her wheelchair. She gripped the armrests tightly. Her downcast eyes hid unknown emotions.
With such skills, how she dared to challenge a real girlfriend and turned out to be easily defeated by someone as inexperienced as me?
It turned out I had underestimated the situation and overestimated her boundaries.
A person would use any means to achieve their goals, no matter how noble or beautiful they appeared to others.
Out of courtesy, since it was Jenny's first time at our place, we should go out for a proper dinner. But Mia had suffered so much yesterday and was very weak from blood loss. She definitely couldn't go out, and I didn't want to leave her at home while we went out for a fancy meal.
Besides, Jenny's behavior had left a bad impression on me, so I naturally didn't want to treat her well.
A fancy meal wasn't a big deal for me now, but it should be for someone worth it. Jenny wasn't. If it weren't for her saving Brad's life, I would have been angry long ago.
I was not a petty girl, but I was just an ordinary person. I was taught to treat others the way they treated me.
But the life-saving grace complicated things. Even if I didn't like her, I couldn't ignore her.
Because Brad and I were one.
His life-saving grace was my life-saving grace.
So, we still needed to have dinner, and it needed to be good, sincere, and meaningful.
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