Chapter 1343

Chapter 1343:

“What?”

Jenny was momentarily stunned, her mind short-circuiting.

She had finally met someone she found intriguing—only to discover he wasn’t into women.

Jenny hesitated, her voice barely above a whisper as she asked, “Is there any chance your partner could be a woman?”

Laurinda blinked in surprise, momentarily caught off guard.

“Of course not! I only like guys.”

Jenny bit her lip, her heart sinking.

Laurinda noticed the shift in Jenny’s mood and tilted her head, her brows knitting together.

“What’s wrong?”

Jenny met her gaze, a storm of emotions churning inside her.

No wonder she had gotten so close to this person without eliciting any reaction. So it wasn’t that she lacked charm, after all. He was just not into women. A mix of frustration and unexpected relief washed over her.

She took one last look at Laurinda before pulling out her phone.

“Let me introduce myself properly. I’m Jenny Holmes. Nice to meet you. Can we take a picture together?”

Laurinda blinked at the sudden shift in conversation but nodded anyway, still somewhat baffled.

“I’m Laurin Tanico. Sure, we can take a picture.”

The two stood together, and as the camera shutter clicked, Jenny caught a faint trace of vanilla cologne lingering in the air.

With a subtle pang of disappointment, she parted ways with Laurinda. By the time Waylon arrived, Evie and Laurinda had already disappeared into the square.

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Waylon took one look at Jenny—who had been buzzing with excitement over the phone just moments ago—and instantly noticed something was off. Her usual spark had dimmed.

“Jenny, what’s wrong?”

Jenny slipped her phone into her pocket and let out an exaggerated sigh, throwing her hands in the air.

“Waylon, you won’t believe this. Tonight, I thought I met the perfect guy—love at first sight! But then he told me he only likes men.” She looked at Waylon, her frustration giving way to a sense of shared misery. Thinking about his own tangled love life, she couldn’t help but feel they were both cursed in the romance department.

“We’re both so unlucky! This is what they call being in the same boat, right?”

Waylon felt an invisible dagger stab straight into his chest. Jenny’s casual words hit a little too close to home, and he found himself irritated—not at her, but at himself.

He hadn’t even planned to come here tonight. He had only shown up because he was worried about Evie and Laurin being together. And now, here he was.

The square was packed. Finding Evie and Laurin in this crowd was like searching for a needle in a haystack.

He glanced at Jenny, who was still in low spirits.

“Do you still want to watch the fireworks?”

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