Chapter 222
She didn’t think it was a big deal to mention Carlos in Moments. Only her close friends knew she was married to him. As for the rest of her
WeChat friends, they all thought that she was cracking a joke.
C replied, “What did he do to you?”
Debbie paused. She wasn’t stupid enough to tell a stranger the whole story between her and Carlos. She just said, “He didn’t do anything to me. He thought his girlfriend had slept with her ex. I just can’t believe he said that.”
Debbie updated her Moments a couple of times, but C stopped posting.
‘Maybe he’s busy right now, ‘ she thought. She really wanted to find out who this person with no profile photo was. Having no profile pic was rare, but not impossible. ALL he needed to do was upload a blank
PNG file and it wouldn’t show up on WeChat.
She clicked his dialog box and sent a message, “May I ask who you are?”
C replied very quickly, “You don’t need to know who I am.”
The reply rendered Debbie speechless.
Shaking it off, she decided to ignore him. ‘Probably just some rando on the Internet, ‘ she thought. However, within two minutes, C changed the profile photo.
The new one seemed somewhat familiar, but it was a bit small to see on the phone. Debbie tapped on it to see in full-screen mode. That person used her photo as the profile pic!
She and Kasie had vacationed in Paris together and Kasie took a picture of her standing beneath the Eiffel Tower. She posted that picture in NôvelDrama.Org owns this text.
Moments.
Debbie tapped the photo to make it normal-sized again, and sent a message to C.
“Why did you use my pic as your profile photo? Who the heck are you? You know me?”
C’s response floored her.
“You know how people put beautiful singers and actresses in their profile pics? You look hot in that pic, so I used it. I like you, and I’m going to make you mine.”
Debbie rolled her eyes at her phone screen where the nickname “C” flashed on it. She typed a message.
“I’m a married woman. If you crack such jokes again, I’ll definitely blacklist you!”
The guy, C, replied to her, “I want to be friends with you.”
She felt bored after chatting with him, so she Locked her phone and put it back into her pocket.
Debbie bent over the table and sipped her milk tea through a straw. A moment later, Kasie and Kristina walked into their old haunt, No. 99
Milk Tea. Debbie waved her hand to them lazily and called out, “Hey,
I’m here.”