I Worked as a Waiter for My Ex-Girlfriend

When I was studying abroad, I kept a dish washer.

She used to hang out with me when she wasn't in class, and she was obedient.

Three years later, my family business went into a tailspin, and I used my last bit of money to buy two plane tickets.

But she didn't come.

Later, she was taken home and became the daughter of a rich family.

She threw a handful of money at my face.

"I'll support you."

"No need!"

"You're welcome. I don't need this money."

***

At the charity dinner today, the cameras were all focused on Nora Wilson.

Watching her speaking so eloquently on the stage, I felt sadness.

"Ms. Wilson, I heard that you want to acquire the bankrupt Sinclair Group. Is that true?"

Nora glanced at the reporter who was asking questions in the audience. And she couldn't help but glance at me.

"Yes, but today is a charity dinner. Let's talk about other issues."

"I heard that Ms. Wilson returned from studying abroad and took over the company at a young age. You are truly a rising star in the business world! By the way, you have made a lot of contributions to your hometown at this charity dinner!"

But Nora did not lose herself in the flattery of the reporters.

"Knowledge can change one's destiny. I donate books to children in mountainous areas and build libraries for this purpose. I hope they can truly change their destiny through learning."

As the interview was coming to an end, a reporter asked a question that made her hesitate.

"I heard that Ms. Wilson lived in poverty before you were recognized by the Wilson family. You even relied on scholarships to study abroad. Was it your boyfriend who funded you a lot when you were studying for your master's degree?"

The reporter's malicious smile made me want to beat him up.

Before Nora could say anything, Paul Carter beside her could not stand it.

"I'm sorry. Ms. Wilson's fiancé has always been me. If you have any questions, you can come to me."

After saying this, he winked at his bodyguard.

The bodyguard understood what he meant and asked the reporter to leave after a while.

Nora watched this scene with a smile. She put her arm around Paul and looked very happy.

"They are a good match!"

I stood in the shadows with the tray.

After my family went bankrupt, I was forced to join the company of my father's enemy, and became a waiter, being ordered around by others.

Taking one look at my waiter's attire, I couldn't help but smile bitterly.

There was so much difference between Nora and me now, as if we are separated by a galaxy.

"Adrian, why are you just holding the plate? The guests over there need you. Go quickly!"

I touched my nose, suppressed my unhappiness, dealt with the guests, and bowed my head in front of them.

They were toasting each other, chatting and laughing, but I was in a daze again.

It was because I saw Nora walking towards me.

I was a little nervous and tried to avoid her, but someone blocked my way.

"You're such a weird waiter. The customer wants to drink. Why are you running away?"

The one who stopped me was not someone else but Paul.

I looked up and immediately lowered my head. "Sir, I'm sorry, but I don't have anything that the lady likes to drink on this plate."

A familiar yet strange voice sounded. "Honey, who are you talking to?"

I was shocked. She actually called him "honey."

She never called me that when she was dating me before.

She always obeyed me coldly and never was so gentle.

Fortunately, I pulled the brim of my hat down so she couldn't see my face.

"Miss, sir, excuse me. I'll go get a tequila instead."

I left that place as fast as I could, almost escaping. And when I reached the dining area, I finally couldn't pretend anymore.

I took off my hat and hated myself.

I hated myself for being incompetent!

I looked like a deserter!

But I didn't pay any attention to the person following me.