My Boyfriend’s Childhood Sweetheart Cursed Me?It All Came Back Chapter 05

My Boyfriend’s Childhood Sweetheart Cursed Me?It All Came Back Chapter 05

Ethan stared at Celine, his eyes red with fury. 

“Take it back. Now.” 

Celine blinked, feigning innocence. “Ethan, I was 

just warning her. Why are you yelling at me?” 

Her eyes welled up. Crocodile tears. 

Some friends shot Ethan dirty looks. 

“Ethan, she’s blunt, but she means well.” 

“Yeah, chill. It’s not like her words actually come 

true.” 

“We know you’re protective, but don’t throw away a 

childhood friend over this.” 

“She even gave up her studies in Europe to come 

back to you.” 

Ethan opened his mouth to argue. I squeezed his 

hand. 

“They don’t know the truth,” I whispered. “No point 

arguing.” 

He clenched his jaw. “But what she just said-” 

I cut him off with a small smile. “Relax. Her curse 

won’t touch me anymore.” 

The system had reflected the curse back. The heat 

from the drugged drink was already fading. I felt 

normal again. 

Celine studied me, confusion flickering across her 

face. She didn’t believe the drug was gone already. 

She tilted her head, feigning concern: “Stella, what 

happened earlier? James just wanted to help, but you practically grabbed him. What would Ethan 

think?” 

She was baiting me. James, still bitter from being 

shoved aside, chimed in: “Yeah, Ethan. She was all 

over me. Almost kissed me.” 

I shot him a look of disgust. “Why would I throw myself at some ugly creep when I have a hot 

boyfriend?” 

“You-!” 

He tried to snap back but stopped short when 

Ethan shot him a warning glare. 

Celine wasn’t convinced. She doubled down. 

“Stella, you looked drugged. Someone must have spiked your juice. The effect just got suppressed- 

it’ll come back any second.” 

[Ding! External threat detected. Rebound 

successful!] 

She waited for me to crumble, to humiliate myself 

in front of everyone, to make Ethan lose face. 

Nothing happened. 

I stood there, perfectly fine, smiling at her. 

Then her eyes widened. 

Heat slammed into her–wild, uncontrollable, 

burning from the inside out. 

“Ah…” 

A moan slipped out before she could stop it. 

She collapsed to the floor, twisting helplessly 

under everyone’s stare. 

“Hot… so hot…” 

She tore off her jacket. Not enough. She yanked at 

her collar, exposing red, flushed skin. 

Everyone froze. 

“Uh… Celine? You okay?” 

She was flushed with desire, her eyes locked on 

Ethan. She crawled toward him, desperate, 

clawing at his pant leg. 

“Ethan, I… I need…” 

He flinched and stepped back, pulling me with 

him. 

Embarrassment spread like a wave. A few female friends tried to help–she shoved them away. 

“Get off me! I know what you’re all thinking!” 

“You’re just after Ethan! All of you!” 

“I won’t let you win! He’s mine!” 

Right there, in front of everyone, her sweet little act 

finally fell apart. 

The room went silent. Then came the whispers, 

the stares, the pointing.