Chapter 2

Three days later, I officially became a proud preschool teacher.

The children were adorable, gathering around me and calling me Miss Cindy.

My colleague, a young woman named Sarah, smiled and said, "You're so good with them. The children all like you."

I chuckled and joked, "They like us both. After all, we're both young and pretty."

As we were leaving work, Sarah said with a smile, "I'm off then. My husband's here to pick me up."

I followed Sarah and just as I saw her husband getting out of the car to open the door for her, I quickly ran up to them and handed Sarah a notebook from my bag.

"Sarah, you forgot your notebook."

She hurriedly took it and thanked me.

Her husband's eyes smiled at me from behind his gold-rimmed glasses. I quickly averted my gaze, but Sarah still caught our awkward interaction.

Sarah looked at her husband somewhat playfully, and after a few seconds, she introduced me, "This is my new colleague, the beautiful Cindy. You'll be seeing her often from now on."

Sarah's husband extended his hand and introduced himself, "Dr. James, from City Hospital. Nice to meet you."

I pretended to be hesitant, glanced at Sarah, and then timidly reached out to barely touch Dr. James' fingertips.

Sarah pulled Dr. James away and hurriedly got into the car, her expression not looking too good.

Ah, perhaps this is the pain of being too beautiful.

Always being seen as a potential threat, always being assumed to be a homewrecker.