Oops! I Fell for My Love Coach Chapter 02

Oops! I Fell for My Love Coach Chapter 02

I’d somehow added X while I was stubbornly chasing Theron.

At first, he always commented under my posts, praising my outfits and saying my accessories were cute and unique.

I thought it was some girl asking for links.

So I shared the shopping page with her without thinking twice.

[I buy from this store all the time. The fabric feels great, and it’s such a good deal.]

[Thanks, baby, but I still want the one on you. After all, it has your scent on it.]

Back then, I naively thought she liked the smell of my body wash.

So I sent over the brand too.

The other person replied: [You really are an adorable little fool.]

At the time, I firmly believed the person behind the screen had to be a soft-spoken, sweet-smelling girl.

After that, whenever I bought a pretty dress or bag, I showed her first.

Sometimes, I even dragged her into group orders with me.

[Look at this floral dress. It’s gorgeous, but the price is ugly.]

Right after I complained, a transfer of one hundred thousand dollars popped up in the chat.

I stared at all those zeros, my eyes nearly popping out of my head.

X: [Your taste is perfect. That dress was practically made for you. Buy it now.]

I sent a shocked sticker.

[You’re way too rich! No, no way, I can’t take money for doing nothing.]

X: [What’s the big deal? Baby, spend whatever you want. If it makes you smile, I’ll pay for it.]

I had to admit, those words made my heart race like crazy.

Tempting as it was, I still had some principles, so I didn’t accept the transfer.

I thought that would be the end of it.

Who knew the next morning, that dress would be sitting right outside my door in an exquisite gift box?

A card was tucked on top: [For the most charming Peaches in the entire universe.]

A chill shot straight up my spine.

I swore I had never told her a single thing about my address.

But even creepier things followed.

[The beret you wore today was so playful. It looked perfect on you.]

[Why did you only take a few bites of salad at lunch? Stop dieting. It hurts me when you’re hungry.]

[Who was that man who talked to you this afternoon? Watching you smile at him made me jealous enough to lose my mind.]

That was when it finally hit me.

This person wasn’t some sweet female friend at all.

He was a perverted man hiding in the dark and spying on my life.

Even my most private space at home had already been filled with cameras he had planted.

After I found out the truth, I felt like my whole world had glitched.

But he admitted his mistake incredibly fast and flooded my screen.

[I’m sorry, I’m so sorry! I really can’t control myself. You’re too fascinating. If I don’t see you for even one second, it hurts like withdrawal!]

I typed back in fury: [So all those pretty dresses I recommended to you? You ignored every single one of them?]

X: [I didn’t ignore them! I bought every single one you sent me!]

Even through the screen, I could feel his panic.

Then he sent over a video.

The camera swept across a luxurious private dressing room.

It was packed from wall to wall with every style I had ever shared with him.

Then I spotted an extremely familiar pale green cardigan in the middle.

Wasn’t that the one I had stained with chili oil a few days ago at dinner?

The stain wouldn’t come out, so I had thrown it straight into the trash.

X: [How could something my baby wore stay in the garbage? I went to pick it up right away.]

If this had happened to a normal person, they probably would’ve called the police and moved out overnight.

Unfortunately, I wasn’t exactly quick on the uptake, so my reaction came embarrassingly late.

I figured there were all kinds of weird people in the world.

Maybe this person was just too lonely and badly needed a friend to talk to.

So I generously replied: [If you want to look next time, just tell me. Don’t do all those shady little things.]

That one sentence sent him straight into excitement.

[Baby, you’re not mad at me? I knew it. You’ve always had a soft spot for me.]

From then on, he became completely bold.

Every line he sent was filled with open, sick obsession.

[That cherry-red lipstick you wore today was insane. I wanted to pounce on you and bite it off.]

[You switched to that cherry blossom shampoo yesterday, didn’t you? Even through the screen, it drove me crazy.]

[Be sweet, baby. Don’t even look at other guys. Your eyes should be on me and only me, okay?]

By the time it finally dawned on me, every little detail of my daily life was already under this invisible man’s control.

The most ridiculous part was that, even now, I still had no idea what the man behind the name X looked like.

Sometimes I couldn’t help sighing.

If only that ice-cold Alpha Theron were as easy to talk to as him.