This was a man's stall.
The man was dressed in fancy clothes, and his shining body was a little dazzling under the light. This was not the most important thing. The most important thing was the excitement and amazement in the man's eyes when he saw Evangeline.
Subconsciously, Zion felt very uncomfortable, as if someone was coveting something of his own.
He took a step forward and pulled Evangeline behind him. His sharp gaze instantly shot over.
The other party was slightly stunned and a little scared, but he still said with a smile, "Evangeline, is this your boyfriend?"
Zion's eyes darkened.
Evangeline?
Did he have the right to address her that way?
Just as he was about to say something, Evangeline poked her head out from behind him and said with a smile, "To be exact, he's my fiance."
It seemed that they knew each other?
Zion's brows were tightly knitted together. He was very disgusted and uncomfortable with this situation. There seemed to be a layer of warmth and anger in his heart, but he couldn't find a place to vent it. He pent it up in his chest and felt like he was suffocating to kill someone.
"Do you know him?"
There was a hint of coldness in Zion's voice.
Evangeline nodded and said, "Well, my classmate in high school, to be exact, he is my deskmate.''
Deskmate?
Did he deserve it?
Zion looked over and said, "Wasn't your deskmate in high school supposed to be a girl?"
At the thought of sitting with Evangeline every day and touching Evangeline's arms or legs if he wasn't careful, Zion had an impulse to kill him.
Evangeline didn't notice this problem. After thinking about it carefully, she had a little impression of it.
"It seems that the same gender sit together, but he was a transfer student back then. I was the student sitting at the back of the class so we became deskmate, right? Marco?"
Evangeline addressed his name, Marco. Zion frowned when he heard that.
How familiar.
Marco Douse was also happy.
Marco laughed so proudly that he even punched Evangeline on the shoulder and said, "Wow, you still remember my name."
"Of course. You're the only one who dares to confess your love to me in front of all the teachers and students in the school."
As soon as Evangeline finished speaking, she felt the cold wind whistling around her. After she realized what she had said, she couldn't wait to hide in the crack for the rest of her life.
"No, um..."
Just as Evangeline was about to explain, Zion turned around and left, not giving her any chance at all.
A public confession of love?
Hmph.
It was very romantic, huh?
It seemed that Evangeline also liked this kind of feeling.
Then why did he stay?
Be their third wheeler?
The more Zion thought about it, the more uncomfortable he felt. A sour feeling welled up in his heart. There was also a hint of mild anger and an inexplicable irritation, which made him ignore Evangeline's shouting behind him.
Evangeline thought to herself, "Oh no!" She quickly said to Marco, "I'm sorry. I'll contact you later."
"Then I'll leave you a WhatsApp message."
Marco's words made Zion so angry that he wanted to turn around and break his neck.
WhatsApp?
What was this?
Was he planning to start a new relationship?
Zion glared at Marco which scared him. Evangeline was helpless as well.
"No, Zion, listen to me. It's not what you think."
Evangeline was on the verge of tears.
Zion turned around and walked away without saying a word, but he still slowed down a little.
Evangeline quickly caught up with him and grabbed Zion's arm.
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