Wife Or Mistress? The Shocking Truth About My Marriage - Chapter 136: Chapter 136

I've never seen Kenton chase after someone before.
When I teach, he shows up in my classroom to look at the students' work; during lunch, he specifically chooses to sit next to me.
Even the students have noticed something's off.
"Is Mr. Spencer trying to date Miss Landau?" one whispered.
Finally, on my way home from work, I couldn't take it anymore and stopped abruptly.
"What the hell do you want?!" I demanded.
The person following me also stopped, his response matter-of-fact.
"I'm pursuing you."
Please don't do this, Kenton.
"I regret what happened. I want to win you back. Give me a chance, please, Olivia?"
His words were direct and straightforward, as always.
"I don't want to," I shook my head.
"But you still have feelings for me."
So that's what he was so certain about.
Five years of feelings aren't easy to forget, especially when Kenton had been my only light for so long.
Kenton and I are different. He's always surrounded by admirers, never alone.
Me? I fought tooth and nail just to get into this college, all to keep up with him.
I've had so many sleepless nights, terrified he'd leave me behind.
He suddenly grabbed my wrist. I struggled, but his grip was firm.
"See? You still can't remove it," he said.
He was referring to the silver bracelet on my wrist.
After our SAT, we visited Eagle Mountain together—a place known for its historic chapel where people still leave offerings.
At a small shop near the chapel, they sold silver bracelets with an interesting claim.
The vendor explained that if your true love fastened it on your wrist, you wouldn't be able to remove it.
Unless, of course, that person was no longer your true love.
When Kenton clasped it around my wrist, he couldn't help but scoff.
"This thing is supposedly unremovable? It's just a clever little mechanism," he said dismissively.
His fingers moved deftly over the bracelet, and just like that, he removed what he had just fastened.
The shopkeeper looked mortified and quickly offered us a steep discount.
Later, Kenton put it back on me, and try as I might, I couldn't figure out how to take it off.
He refused to show me the trick. Whenever I asked, he'd just smile.
"Maybe when I'm not your true love anymore, it'll come off all by itself?"
Everyone knows these things are just well-designed puzzle boxes—like those old wooden brain teasers you see at craft fairs.
The secret had been exposed online years ago.
He was teasing me, but I didn't bother arguing and just kept wearing it.
Kenton was always the last person to believe in anything mystical or supernatural. Yet here he was, using the fact that I still wore his bracelet as proof that I still had feelings for him.
I yanked my hand away forcefully.
"Can't remove it? Nothing a pair of pliers couldn't fix," I snapped. "There's nothing in this world that can't be broken."
I backed away several steps, frustration building inside me.
"Just stop following me, Kenton."