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9. First Kiss?
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2026-07-04 08:32:29
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Fat Girl's Nemesis 10. Engagement's PARTY
Dave had rented out an entire floor of the Ritz-Carlton in Las Vegas. The hotel's grand ballroom would serve as the venue for Lindsay and Rick's engagement party. I'd already bought a dress suitable for the event tomorrow night.Lili and I shared a room, while Rowena and Gracia stayed next door. Dave occupied the hotel's finest suite, with Lindsay's room right beside his. We would be staying here for three days, since the engagement celebration was scheduled for tomorrow evening."I've spent a ridiculous amount of money on this engagement," Dave grumbled as he signed yet another receipt. "So you'd better start treating me like your favorite brother, Sis."Lindsay answered him with the brightest smile imaginable.Earlier, she'd told me Dave had just paid every single expense in full—from the ballroom and decorations to their honeymoon after the engagement. I just can't understand...why in the world... there is a honeymoon after an engagement. why don't they wait till the wedding? I gue
Fat Girl's Nemesis 9. First Kiss?
I felt so much better now. Today marked, as the last day of my final exams.For the past few weeks, I'd been staying at Lindsay's apartment while Alice took care of me. Every two hours without fail, she brought me food and my medication. Thanks to her, I had regained my strength, and my body felt lighter than it had in months.I had just finished my last exam, while Lindsay had completed hers nearly three hours earlier. She'd promised to wait for me in the parking lot.And here I was... Looking for both Lindsay and her car. I tried calling her, but she didn't answer. Just then, a white SUV pulled up in front of me."Get in." The driver's window rolled halfway down. I bent over slightly to see who owned that irritating voice. As if I didn't already know. It was Dave!!!Seriously...? When did he get back?Two days ago, I'd finally finished replying to every advertising proposal he'd forwarded to me. I had carefully organized every campaign, attaching detailed notes about the concepts, c
Fat Girl's Nemesis 8. Personal Assistant
The next morning, I was awakened by the sound of a door opening. A woman in her fifties entered the room carrying a tray, her warm smile bright enough to light up the entire space. "Good morning," she greeted cheerfully. "Mr. Robinson hired me to cook for you. My name is Alice." She placed a bowl of porridge and my medication on the bedside table. I smiled back. "Thank you, Alice." Her smile widened. "You have such a wonderful boyfriend." Then she walked out. I froze. Wait... what?!! A wonderful boyfriend? Who is she talking about? Dave?! Geez! For the love of Jellyfish god, please don't let that happen! I refused to spend my life being bullied by a man like him. --- "Rose! How are you feeling? Better?" Lindsay burst into my room wearing a trendy army-green outfit from head to toe. Since it was a college holiday, she'd clearly put extra effort into her appearance. Final exams were approaching, and this was officially the calm before the storm. "Yes and no," I replied with a s
Fat Girl's Nemesis 7. Moving Out
I woke to the sharp, stinging smell of antiseptic. Every inch of my body ached as if I'd been beaten black and blue.Turning my head to the right, I found David leaning against one of the hospital's waiting chairs. His dress shirt sleeves were rolled up to his elbows, and exhaustion lingered on his handsome face.'A hospital...?'What happened?"You're awake."That deep baritone voice—my least favorite sound in the world. I looked at him with raised brows."You passed out, so I brought you here. The doctor said you have severe gastritis. You'll need to stay under observation before they let you go home.""What?!" I blurted out in horror. "My finals start on Monday!"This was supposed to be the quiet week before final exams. Missing them wasn't an option."Then behave," David replied coolly. "Do exactly what the doctor tells you, and you'll be fine by Monday. And stop that ridiculous diet of yours. You're only destroying your own body."Seriously? I was lying in a hospital bed, and he
Fat Girl's Nemesis 6. Pain With A Smile
Lindsay finally chose vanilla cake as the base, and now it was time to pick the pastries that would be served to the guests. Staff members quickly arranged tables in front of us, placing plates filled with various kinds of pastries. “Rose, I need your help. Come on, pick the best twenty!” Lindsay begged with a whining face. “Twenty? So you want me to taste everything?!” I replied in disbelief. “Hehe… then what else am I supposed to do?” she grinned helplessly. “Just pick randomly! I can’t eat anymore!” I groaned. I never really liked pastries anyway, so I immediately surrendered. “Oh? You say you can’t eat anymore? Interesting,” David whispered beside me. Mocking me again?! ugh. I didn’t turn. Didn’t react. My eyes stayed fixed on a chocolate croissant in front of me. “I’ve been thinking… you actually look slimmer. Are you dieting?” he continued. Still nothing from me. Arms folded. Eyes forward. “You look better when you’re thinner. Keep dieting.” That was it. I snapped. I turne
Fat Girl's Nemesis 5. Namaste
True to Lindsay’s word, she waited until the very end. And eventually, we walked together toward the campus hall. I had already handed my “masterpiece” to the exhibition committee. The event was about to begin in two minutes. Everything was already lined up neatly—organizers wearing their dark blue almamater uniforms, standing in formation like it was some kind of formal ceremony. I stood beside my painting, ready in case anyone asked about it. My work. A realistic portrait. A European-nosed man, dark curly hair, dressed in an old military uniform. Napoleon Bonaparte. That was my piece.I'm a realist painter. I’ve loved drawing since I was a kid. Back then it was manga, sketches in notebooks… and now I’m here—an art student trying to survive by selling paintings. A few people stopped in front of my canvas. Two of them asked what it was and what medium I used.I explained calmly. “That’s Napoleon Bonaparte. A historical military commander.” I even added a short explanation about his r
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