William Carter is probably so insecure now that he doesn’t even dare to speak to the goddess who rejected him, right?

Actually, Emily Smith still has a pretty good impression of William Carter.

Especially after hearing David Harris praise William Carter, she felt even more that there was a kind of maturity in William Carter that other guys didn’t have.

So she planned to help William Carter out—who knows, maybe she could help bring about a good match?

“William Carter!”

“Hmm?”

A sly glint flashed in Emily Smith’s eyes: “Just now you said you wanted to make money to get married—were you hinting at our Sophie?”

William Carter’s face turned pale, and even his right eyelid started twitching: “Come on, give me a break.”

“Wasn’t that what you meant?”

“My temple is too small, I can’t handle such a blessing.”

Hearing this, Sophie Clark couldn’t hold it in anymore. She clenched her pearly teeth, her eyes welling up with tears: “William Carter, what do you really mean?”

William Carter waved his hand: “It’s nothing. I’ll head out first, you guys keep having fun.”

“You’re not allowed to leave! If I don’t let you go, you can’t go!”

William Carter pretended not to hear, waved his hand again, got on his bike by the roadside, and without looking back, merged into the crowd on the street.

Having lived a second life, there was no need to explain too much to people he’d have nothing to do with in the future, so he couldn’t even be bothered to say anything.

Stay true to your original aspiration, keep your mission firmly in mind—did you think I was just joking?

Sophie Clark stood there, watching his figure disappear into the distance, feeling utterly wronged as tears spilled uncontrollably from her eyes.

She wasn’t like those cliché novel heroines who suddenly realize they like William Carter and then regret it.

She just felt as if William Carter looked down on her, as if she was some annoying person he couldn’t wait to avoid.

Seeing her best friend speechless and choked with sobs, Emily Smith immediately panicked.

Wasn’t it her best friend who rejected William Carter’s confession?

So why is it William Carter who left, and her best friend who’s crying now? What kind of drama is this?

Chapter 6 William Carter Will Definitely Regret This

“Sophie, why are you crying?”

“William Carter has changed. He would never have treated me like this before. I told him not to leave, but he left anyway—he’s just trying to upset me!”

Sophie Clark gritted her teeth, tears in her eyes, her chest heaving as she grew more and more aggrieved the more she thought about it.

Ever since she was little, she’d been the apple of everyone’s eye—spoiled by her parents, adored by her teachers, everyone around her doting on her. But just now, she saw a trace of annoyance in William Carter’s eyes, and it really hurt her.

Sophie Clark thought of herself as a very kind girl. Even though she rejected William Carter, she didn’t say anything harsh, and even encouraged him to keep trying, giving him warmth and hope.

But what about him?

He didn’t show a bit of gratitude, and even looked at her with disgust. Didn’t he think he was going too far?

He used to chat with her every day, and even if she just replied with a simple “oh,” he’d be happy. Now she was the one taking the initiative to talk to him, and he still wasn’t satisfied!

“Emily, even though I rejected him, he just gave up because I said so. Don’t you think that’s too much? I clearly gave him hope!”

“Uh…”

Emily Smith didn’t know how to respond.

Logically speaking, after William Carter confessed and got rejected, it was normal for him to decide not to pursue her anymore.

But Sophie Clark kept talking about hope—what did she really mean by that?

“Do you actually like William Carter now? You just want to test his determination, and if he keeps at it, you’ll say yes?”

Sophie Clark immediately cut her off: “How could that be? I admit I have some feelings for him, but it’s not to that extent. At the very least, he has to chase me for a lot longer!”

Emily Smith was silent for a while: “So how long is ‘a lot longer’?”

“I don’t know, but he definitely has to show me his utmost sincerity—only when I’m truly moved will I even consider it.”

“Sophie, it’s fine for you to want him to keep trying, but have you thought about what happens if you meet someone you like even more in the future?”

“Of course I’d choose to be with the one I like more.”

“And what about William Carter?”

After thinking for a while, Sophie Clark replied, “Then I’d just say we weren’t meant to be. It’s not my fault.”

After hearing this, Emily Smith felt a chill run down her spine: “Don’t you think if that day really comes, William Carter would be really pitiful? He kept trying for so long, only to see you end up with someone else.”

“What else can I do? I can’t just give up on the person I like, just because he’s been persistent.”

Emily Smith’s mind was a mess. She felt like, on the surface, Sophie Clark’s words made sense, but the more she thought about it, the more problematic it seemed. Wasn’t this just stringing someone along?

But since she was Sophie Clark’s best friend, from the standpoint of their relationship, she couldn’t speak up for William Carter. She had to firmly stand by her best friend’s side.

“Don’t worry, Sophie. I think William Carter is just pretending.”

“Pretending?”

“He’s just a little lost after being rejected, and feels embarrassed, so he’s acting cold. But I bet he won’t last a few days before he comes looking for you again.”

Sure enough, after hearing this, Sophie Clark stopped crying, and that proud, stubborn look returned: “Even if he really regrets it, I’ll never give him another chance!”