Mimi's gaze hardened as she stared at the screen, refusing to answer.
Something about seeing C.C. like that—so gentle, so understanding, with someone else—made her stomach twist.
She didn't want to admit it, but seeing him care so deeply for another girl stirred feelings she couldn't quite control.
Sheryl wiped her eyes, and the room filled with uneasy silence. The drama was no longer just on the screen—it was right there, simmering between them.
"That guy C.C. attracts so many maidens and snatches their hearts like a devilish charmer," one of their friends quipped, a teasing lilt in her voice.
Mimi rolled her eyes, unable to keep the annoyance from creeping into her expression. She pushed herself off the couch and made her way to the counter, desperately seeking a moment to hide her growing jealousy.
Why did it bother her so much?
