On the way, Zoe hummed, “Tiffany, I bet your fiancé is going to regret this sooner orter.”


    ‘How can he not regret ignoring Tiffany and instead trying to please a b**h? If that’s not being blind, what is?’ Zoe thought.


    Tiffany just smiled and didn’t say anything. Whether Keh would regret it or not didn’t matter.


    What did matter was that whenever she thought of how s**pid she was in herst life, Tiffany was the one who felt the most regret.


    At the staircase, after Tiffany and Zoe had insulted Keh and Sandra gleefully and were about to walk away, Keh, enraged, looked like he wanted to chase after them.


    Sandra bit her lip, a glint of resentment shing in her eyes. Being a woman herself, she could read between the lines. Especially since yesterday, when Keh had said he’d stand up for her, Sandra couldn’t stop wondering whether he really wanted to protect her, or if he was just using this as an excuse to go against Tiffany.


    ‘Men are all the same. They’re never satisfied with someone who’s devoted to them but is instead drawn to someone who ys hard to get,’ Sandra thought..


    Sandra gritted her teeth. Whether Tiffany’s cold attitude was real or just a tactic to lure Keh in, it didn’t matter. The title of Mrs. Harper was hers to im.


    Seeing Keh about to run after them, Sandra came up with a n quickly.


    “Keh,” Sandra called out weakly, only to faint the next second.


    “Sandra!” Keh was quick to catch her.


    Half an hourter, Keh had carried her to her dorm room after a quick visit to the school clinic, where they confirmed Sandra was fine, aside from a little low blood sugar.


    Afterying Sandra down in her room, Keh stood up. “I’ll go get some food. Drink this water and wait for me toe back, alright?”


    “Okay.” Sandra nodded sweetly, her heart filled with warmth.


    As soon as Keh left, Sandra shot up from the bed and took out some pills she’d prepared earlier. She dropped them into a ss of water, where they dissolved instantly.


    Not long after, Keh returned with two meals, clearly nning to stay and eat with her.


    After they finished eating, Sandra handed him the now-cold ss of water and said gently, “Drink more water.”


    Keh took the ss and drank it without suspicion. After tidying up the table, Sandra excused herself to take out the trash. When she came back, she made sure to lock the apartment door.


    It was still early in the afternoon, and Tiffany wouldn’t be back yet. So this was Sandra’s chance.


    Sandra calcted the time, and as the effects of the drug should be kicking in, she leaned closer to Keh. “I’m still feeling a little dizzy. Could you help me to my room?”


    The walk from the living room to her bedroom was only a few steps, but Keh, ever the gentleman, agreed. However, just as they stepped inside, Sandra shut the door quickly.


    Keh turned around, puzzled, only to see Sandra unbuttoning her shirt, revealing acy camisole and her pale skin underneath.


    Despite the drug taking hold, Keh’s remaining sense of rationality caused him to frown. “What are you doing?”


    Sandra continued to approach him, undressing as she went. “Keh, you have no idea how much I love you. From the moment I first saw you, my heart has belonged to you.”


    ording to Sandra’s original n, everything should have gone smoothly from here. No man could resist a woman’s sweet words and advances, especially not when he’s been drugged.


    But to Sandra’s shock, Keh pushed her away and bolted out of the room. Even though the door was locked, he managed to undo thetch in seconds and stormed out.


    Sandra nearly fell from the force of his shove. When she regained her bnce, she stared at the door in disbelief. Keh had left without the slightest hesitation or even a second thought.


    It was as if Sandra were something vile and repulsive, something he couldn’t stand to look at for even a moment longer. She stood frozen, biting her lip to hold back her tears, but she couldn’t stop them from falling.


    Sandra had nned this moment meticulously, discarding all pride and reason, just to secure Keh and her future as Mrs. Harper as quickly as possible.


    But what did she get in return? A joke! A colossal joke!


    Sandra slumped to the floor, full of resentment but powerless to do anything but cry as she rebuttoned her clothes slowly.


    Meanwhile, Keh staggered out of the apartment, his consciousness growing increasingly foggy. He fought to stay alert, ncing around at the students passing by, and decided to keep moving to avoid drawing attention to himself.


    Staying in the apartment would have been the safest option, but Keh was terrified that if he stayed, he might give in to Sandra’s advances. So he fled.


    Dodging and hiding as he went, Keh eventually spotted the building housing the art studio.


    With afternoon sses scheduled elsewhere, the studio would likely be deserted. Then Keh figured he could hide there for a few hours until the effects of the drug wore off.


    Having made up his mind, Keh climbed the stairs to the second floor and slipped into the art studio quietly. The only thought in his mind was that this had to be the most humiliating pathetic moment of his life.


    But when Keh opened the door, he realized it was about to get a whole lot worse. Because there, in the studio, sat someone.


    A slim figure was perched on a stool, absorbed in the painting on the easelpletely. Under the vibrant brushstrokes, a whimsical town came to life, serene and picturesque.


    And the person holding the brush? Her profile was wless, breathtakingly beautiful. Her long, graceful neck, like a swan’s, was so smooth and fair it seemed almost sculpted from marble.


    From afar, she looked like a work of art herself, something one could gaze at endlessly.


    As if entranced, Keh walked toward her and, without warning, wrapped his arms around the girl on the stool tightly.


    Tiffany had been so focused on her painting that she didn’t even hear him approach. But her reflexes were sharp. She kicked out, the sole of her shoe smacking Keh squarely in the face.


    For a moment, they just stared at each other, both surprised by who they were facing.


    Tiffany was the first to react, snapping angrily, “Keh, have you lost your damn mind? Is there nothing but shit in your brain? Get out, now!”


    But instead of recoiling,


    Keh, as,


    came at her again. Only this dine, ISI 769


    this time, he tried to kiss


    Tiffany had never been so furious in her life. She pped him hard across the face and shouted, “What the hell is wrong he pped him hard across the face and shouted, “What the hell is wrong with you?”


    Tiffany’s blows were strong enough to leave red marks on his face. Anyone else would have been enraged by now.


    But not Keh. He didn’t back off. Instead, he grabbed Tiffany’s wrists, pinning her against the table as he leaned in to kiss her.Material ? of N?velDrama.Org.


    Tiffany’s: In his drugged–up mind, all Keh could focus on was face, her alluring lips, everything about her drawing him in, tempting him beyond reason.


    However, just as his lips were about to touch hers, a sharp pain exploded in his groin. Keh doubled over, sweat beading on his forehead from the agony.