Giselle turned on her phone and sure enough, the fan named "Rach", oh no, she should be called Rachel. Rachel sent several messages in one breath.
"You shameless guy, he finally agreed to give me a wedding, why did you ruin it?!"
"You did it on purpose, right? Of course you did it on purpose! You did it to take Samuel away from me."
It seemed that she knew Giselle's identity from the beginning and sent those videos to her ostensibly to ask her to edit them, but in fact she wanted to persuade her to give up her position. But she didn't expect that Giselle kept the whole network a secret and made the matter so big that it was irreversible.
"Do you think he will love you like this?"
She sent a picture and the moment Giselle saw it clearly, her mind went blank.
It was a bracelet cut into several pieces. It was the peace rope that Giselle had begged for in the snow. Samuel had promised himself that he would never take it off, but now it was under Rachel's feet, covered in mud.
"When he was making it, he thought it was in the way, so he threw it away."
When Giselle woke up the next day, Samuel had already washed up and was tinkering in the kitchen.
Spread butter on the bread and fry it on both sides until it is golden brown, fry two sunny-side up eggs, fry four slices of bacon in the extra space in the pan and finally put lettuce and tomato slices in. After assembling them one by one, add a cup of hot milk to make today's loving breakfast.
When Giselle was brushing her teeth, Samuel was like a naughty child, fiddling with her hair.
"Baby, why are you so beautiful."
As he watched, Samuel couldn't help but kiss her. Giselle didn't look at him, washing her face by herself and deliberately splashed water on him, trying to keep Samuel away from her without making a sound.
Samuel didn't care at all and volunteered to apply lotion to her, saying that he was too busy recently and didn't have much time to look at her. Giselle didn't refuse, after all, she would tear this false happiness to pieces in a few days, leaving him in endless regret and guilt.
As she watched him getting closer and closer, she felt sick. When Samuel's calloused fingertips slid across Giselle's face, Giselle felt as if she was in another world for no reason. How long had it been since he had looked at her carefully like this?