Chapter 4

I'm not good enough for Ethan. That's everyone's unanimous opinion.

Ethan is the heir to the Fuller Group, born with a silver spoon in his mouth.

He's bold and unrestrained, with an unyielding spirit. Because of his background, he's always been the center of attention wherever he goes.

Ethan is also very good-looking, with sharp features, a high nose bridge, and a chiseled jawline. His deep-set eyes and thin lips would not be out of place even among the handsome actors in the entertainment industry.

As for me, I'm just an ordinary girl from a middle-class family.

I followed the usual path of going to school and finding a stable job after graduation, just like most people.

My looks are also average. Among the beautiful women in the circle of wealthy heirs, I could at best be described as demure and gentle. Compared to those stunning beauties, I'm really not much to look at.

If I had to say what my strong point is, it would be that I'm obedient and well-behaved.

That's why everyone disapproves of my relationship with Ethan.

After all, Ethan's ex-girlfriend Rosalyn was truly stunning, and the difference between us is obvious.

My meeting with Ethan was completely accidental.

My mother runs a small convenience store near A University. During that time, my mother wasn't feeling well, so I helped out at the store in the evenings.

That night, Ethan came to buy cigarettes. He was wearing a hat and a mask, so I didn't recognize him.

I was getting him some water when suddenly a crazed man rushed in, holding a knife to me and fiercely demanding, "Give me the money!"

It was my first time encountering a robbery, and I was terrified. I trembled as I tried to explain, "Sir, please calm down. We use mobile payments now, we don't have..."

"Shut up!" The man was clearly mentally unstable and lunged at me with the knife.

At that moment, Ethan suddenly intervened, grabbing the knife with one hand and kicking the attacker away.

Ethan swiftly subdued the frenzied man.

Then, I immediately called the police and gave my statement.

It was only when answering the police's questions that I realized he was the famous Ethan Fuller.

The campus heartthrob of A University, a prominent figure, and the heir to a wealthy family.

After the police left, I saw his bloody palm and felt terrible.

After all, he got hurt while saving me.

I clumsily bandaged his hand, repeatedly thanking him.

Perhaps seeing me being so polite, Ethan jokingly said, "If you're so grateful, why don't you marry me?"

"Huh?"

I must have looked really dumb at that moment because Ethan's smile was dazzlingly bright.

That's how Ethan and I met.

Later, on a certain day, he very seriously asked me if I wanted to be his girlfriend.

I think I must have liked Ethan.

He was excellent, attentive, and never showed the arrogance of a rich heir in front of me.

He respected me and cared for me.

If it weren't for the various filters placed on him by campus legends and his wealthy background, Ethan would really be a great boyfriend.

I thought, even if we were destined to break up in the future, it wouldn't be a loss to have dated someone like him.

I agreed.

If there was a second time in my life when I was brave and willful, it was becoming Ethan's girlfriend.

Unexpectedly, three years have passed in the blink of an eye.

I glanced at the sleeping man beside me.

He unconsciously wrapped his arm around my waist, seemingly lost in a sweet dream, smacking his lips and snuggling closer to me.

I told myself: It's okay, Tina. Even if we break up, it's okay.

It never belonged to you in the first place, so losing it is inevitable.