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With a tipsy giggle, Rachel pointed out, “Your nose, forehead… even the shape of your face.”
While their features weren’t identical, Rachel noticed a resemnce in their expressions.
“If we resemble each other that much, should things not work out with him, might you consider me?” Andres’s question caught Rachel off guard.
“You must be joking.”
At that moment, the server arrived with more drinks.
Rachel quickly dismissed them with a gesture. “No more alcohol, please. Just water for me.”
“Okay,” the server replied and promptly returned with her request.
As Rachel reached for the ss of water, Andres was about to sip his drink but suddenly intervened, snatching her ss away. “Hold on, don’t drink that yet!”
Rachel was startled.
Andres hastily added, “There’s something wrong with it. It could be tampered with.”
Rachel, familiar with such dangers, grew alert.
Andres looked at her intently. “I just thought of something interesting. Want to hear it?”
“Go ahead.”
“How about testing if your fiancé really cares about you? Pretend to drink. I’ll back you up.”
Rachel’s expression showed confusion.
With a knowing grin, Andres continued, “No man likes to watch the woman he loves with another man. Nor does any man want to feel betrayed.”
Listening to him, Rachel’s smile turned rueful. “You’re mistaken.” As she lightly ran her finger around the edge of the ss, she exined, “What you describe is merely a man’s possessiveness and ego.”
“Indeed.” Andres nodded, then paused. “I agree, however, if…”
“If what?” Rachel was genuinely curious now.
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Andres said, “If he can set aside his own feelings of anger, jealousy, and difort, and instead focus on your happiness and safety… that’s real love.”
Rachel found herself agreeing.
How profound must love be for a man to prioritize another’s well-being in such a moment over his own emotions?
She felt a deep resonance with the idea.
“So, are you willing to test it?” Andres asked.
Rachel remained silent, her chin resting on her hand as she scanned the surroundings.
After a lengthy pause that seemed to stretch on for minutes, she finally turned to Andres and inquired, “If this test fails, does that signify the end for me and my fiancé?”
“So, Ms. Marsh, will you try it?” Andres asked again.
Without a word, Rachel lifted her ss and took a casual sip.
Andres mirrored her action, sipping his own drink leisurely.
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