Her answer didn’t surprise me.
Bianca was sharp. It was no wonder she could tell I had feelings for Freddie.
“You don’t have to act like this. I’m not trying to come between you two,” I said.
To be honest, I’d given up the day Freddie got back together with her.
Even if it hurt so much that I could barely breathe, I’d still wish them happiness. Because over the years, Freddie had treated me well.
Whether as someone who loved him or as his sister, I wanted him to be happy.
Bianca suddenly laughed. “How is that even possible?”
I frowned. When I was just about to explain, Freddie suddenly walked in. The words stuck in my throat.
“What are you two talking about?” he asked.
At the same time, he eyed me warily, as if I might harm Bianca.
A bitter feeling rose in my chest. I didn’t say a word.
Bianca suddenly grabbed my arm and smiled at him. “I was asking Rosy to help me with the lunch.”
Freddie glanced at the two of us in confusion. But in the end, he didn’t ask any questions.
Looking at Bianca’s warning gaze, I didn’t protest since I knew some things had to be made clear eventually.
