My Birthday, My Downfall novel Chapter 91

Austin put down his phone, which had already been hung up, and turned to look at Sean, who was drinking with his head tilted back. He sighed.

"She didn't say anything wrong."

Sean rested his elbow on his leg, his messy hair giving off a slightly disheveled look, and glared at Austin.

Austin pursed his lips and silently moved a little farther away.

"Sean, aren't you a bit too contradictory?

"You're the one who finds her boring, the one who hated her proposing, the one who dumped her because she were being too possessive.

"Now, she's stopped looking back and are moving forward—what's your problem?"

Sean's gaze immediately darkened.

The cup in his hand was gripped tightly.

"Why is she so quick to move on?"

Austin was speechless, and his breathing deepened.

"Then what do you want? Do you want her to cry for years after you cheated, begging you to get back together, so you'll feel better?

"You don't want her, but they can't be with anyone else?

"Wait a second, you never seemed this concerned about your ex after breaking up before. What's up? Can't let go?"

Sean drank another glass of alcohol without saying a word.

Austin watched him for a while, then cursed softly.

"Are you serious? You don't even know your own nature?

"Are you really the type of person who can settle down and be with one person for life?

"Let's not talk about anything else—just marriage. Even if you get her back, would she still want to marry you?"

Sean took a deep breath.

He stared at the clear yellow liquid in his cup, his eyes becoming more and more lost.

Austin shook his head and sat back down, speaking seriously.

"Sean, I'm serious. Don't bother her anymore."

I don't know if it was from taking a shower last night and catching a chill.

The next morning, I woke up feeling a bit unwell, dizzy, and my nose was stuffy.

I decided to take a day off from the troupe and went back to sleep.

But not long after, I was woken up by a phone call.

It was from Gerald.

"Why didn't you reply to any messages this morning? Busy?"

I replied in a hoarse voice, "No, I took the day off."

Gerald was surprised. "Got a cold?"

"I don't know, maybe a little. I've taken medicine, I'll sleep some more."

After a pause, I added, "It should be nothing serious."

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a moment.