The Moment I Stepped Into His World as the Fake Girlfriend, I Became the Real Prize novel Chapter 47

Elena genuinely hadn't planned this; it was just a happy accident.

She hadn't expected Lydia to have such a violent reaction.

This completely unintentional provocation had achieved an unbelievably perfect result!

"Lydia, what's wrong?"

Sterling entirely forgot about his own embarrassment, his eyes snapping to Lydia as she stood up.

But Lydia ignored him completely. Pulling a pack of tissues from her bag, she slowly crouched down and began meticulously cleaning up the spilled food.

Seeing this, Sasha quickly tried to stop her. "Lydia, the janitors will come clean it up. You don't have to touch it."

However, Lydia acted like she hadn't heard a word, stubbornly wiping up the mess on her own.

Realizing her friend was in a terrible mental state, Sasha quickly knelt down to help her clean up faster.

Watching the girl he loved quietly wiping up spilled food, her long hair falling forward and masking her face, Sterling felt a profound sense of heartbreak. She looked so incredibly fragile.

Finally unable to stand by any longer, Sterling started to get up.

But in the very next second, Elena grabbed his arm, continuing her sweet charade. "Babe, I want another shrimp~"

With his entire focus glued to the girl he loved, the young man had zero patience left for the act. He shot Elena a lethal glare, silently ordering her to stop.

Elena merely smiled and kept her grip tight on his arm.

"Lydia, why aren't you saying anything? Are you okay?"

Once the floor was finally clean, Sasha asked with deep concern.

"...I'm fine."

Lydia replied softly, her voice uncharacteristically raspy.

"Wow, the school belle is so beautiful and kindhearted, not wanting to burden the janitorial staff. That's truly admirable!"

Elena rested her chin in her hand, delivering her praise with a sugary smile.

And she didn't forget to drag Sterling into it. "Isn't that right, babe?"

Sterling clenched his fists, completely refusing to play along.

"She's jealous. She actually likes you. Congratulations, Sterling. Your feelings aren't one-sided; it's mutual."

Elena tucked a stray lock of hair behind her ear and spoke with complete sincerity.

Seeing him staring blankly in sheer disbelief, she slowly laid out the next steps. "Go after her right now. Tell her the truth. Let her know that I'm just an employee, and you don't actually have a girlfriend."

The young man just sat there, his lips barely moving. "Are you serious?"

"I'm saying, right now might just be the perfect time for confession number one hundred."

Elena picked up her silverware, intending to finish her meal.

"Actually, scratch that. Just to be safe, don't confess yet."

She corrected herself, pondering for a moment before adding, "Anyway, she's been thoroughly provoked and is currently drowning in jealousy. If you run after her and actually pay attention, you'll see... she does have feelings for you."

Perhaps it was the breezy, confident way she spoke, making her sound like an absolute expert on love.

"You're that sure?"

Sterling scoffed, staring into her smiling eyes as a surge of irritability rose in his chest. "If she ends up hating me because of you... Elena, what exactly do you think I'll do to you?"