The Breakup Fling
Language: en
Upon graduation, Asher Sterling asked me for a final fling. Afterwards, he casually handed me a cigarette, joking: "In the future, when I look for a wife, I definitely won't find a smoker." My throat tightened as I asked him why. He said, "Chloe, I like them pure." I was silent for a long time, then cut off all contact with him. When we met again, he had become my new boss. To avoid awkwardness, I voluntarily submitted my resignation, but he cornered me in his office. "It's been five years. One more time?" I lowered my eyes. "No thanks. I have to pick up my kid from school."