Boyfriend's Underwear was Broadcast Live!

Saw My Boyfriend's Boxers on a Livestream

During a livestream, I saw my boyfriend's custom boxers in the host's house.

His friends were so excited they called to tell me, "Hey pick me girl, watch the livestream! Julian and Yvon are getting back together soon, and none of us wants you here! You better scram!"

And so I did, just as they wished.

But then they came to kneel on my doorstep for a whole day and night, even under the heavy rain.

All begging me to come back.

1

In the livestream, a barrage of comments filled the screen.

[Ooh Yvon, are you seeing someone?]

[Don't deny it, we all saw the boxers on your sofa!]

[Must've been an intense night!]

Yvon Fletcher's cheeks turned rosy, as she quickly took the underwear off the sofa.

Her fingers swiftly slid across the phone screen, her face burning with shame.

Comments came pouring out again.

[I bet a hundred bucks she's texting her boyfriend!]

[Who's the lucky bastard?]

Almost instantly, Julian's cell phone on the bed started to beep.

It came with a heart emoticon.

Julian was taking a shower.

I picked up the phone and was quick with the password.

[Wrong Password]

I should have known.

Julian and Yvon's interests started to be in sync two months ago.

She shared her favorite coffee brand.

The next day, he would bring back two cups, saying they were for me.

Upon tasting it, he commented, "Nothing special, why do you girls all love this stuff?"

Whatever dish she shared, my spoiled rich kid of a boyfriend would spend the entire afternoon in the kitchen learning how to make it.

He would play the pitiful househusband when I came back.

"My hands are all blistered with burns. Love me more now?"

He never liked period soaps, but would lean on my shoulder while we watched the entire season just because of her words.

All while I was so sleepy my eyes refused to open a few times.

I was still processing the scene when Kevin called.

"Hey pick me girl, watch the livestream! Julian and Yvon are getting back together soon, so you better scram!"

"They are childhood sweethearts, who are you to come in between them?"

"Pack your stuff, out of the door!"

Kevin and the gang never liked me.

I still remembered the first thing Kevin said when Julian and I started dating.

"To say you have bad taste is an understatement man. How can she compare to Yvon?"

During dinner afterwards, the mocking words were piling up.

"You do look like the typical pick me."

"Your dress is so similar to Yvon's. Trying to learn from the best huh?"

"I'm just not good with words. Don't take it to heart."

Julian glared at him several times, but he pretended not to see it.

Finally, Julian's face darkened, and he pulled Kevin out of the room.

He warned in a low voice, "Watch your words, she's my girlfriend!"

I could hear Kevin's casual tone from inside.

"Your girlfriend? That woman? Only Yvon's your true match."

I tried hard to please his friends.

But in return they just turned more dismissive of me.

I once heard them talking behind Julian's back.

"She is just a gold digger. How could Julian like her?"

"Who knows what trick she pulled to break them apart."

"I don't care, Yvon's my only candidate for Mrs. Adler!"

Julian came out from the shower midcall.

His face immediately fell.

Pulling the phone from my hand, he gnashed his teeth.

"Kevin I'm warning you! Lose your manners again, and we're through!"

Kevin's angry voice came from the phone.

"Julian! She's not worth it! I'll watch my manners with Yvon! I watched the livestream, I saw your boxers!"

Julian frowned and keenly noticed his cell phone next to me.

He took the hint from my expression, took me into his arms and chuckled.

After hanging up the phone, Julian entered the password in front of me.

[1214]

It was our anniversary.

Then he showed me the texts Yvon and he shared.

Guy seemed to have nothing to hide.

There was a lot of white space, with his replies few and far in between.

[Julian, check out this beautiful cloud!]

[Oh my god, our leader is the worst!]

[I'm going live at 8 o'clock tonight, come watch! Or I'll ignore you from now!]

[...]

[You have no idea how embarrassing it was just now! You were fixing the shower at my house and got wet, god knows how your briefs got on the sofa after you changed. My fans all saw it. Ah what am I to do?]

Julian never replied to her.

Seeing my expression loosening, he ruffled my hair in amusement.

"Saw that? Her mom asked me to help fix her shower. I accidentally left it at her house. Don't trust your boyfriend?"

While he was speaking, Yvon sent another message.

[Do you think daily chat is too much?]

Julian looked hesitant, then, in front of me, replied with a few periods.

She was quick to reply.

[Remember what I told you when we first started dating? That if you didn't text me every day, I'd think you didn't like me?]

Julian handed me the phone.

"Wifey, reply to that. Claim your sovereignty!"

I threw the phone onto the bed, not wanting to waste time on such child's play.

Then I headed to the bathroom.

That was when I saw the reflection in the mirror.

Julian hurriedly picked up the phone from the bed to text a reply.

[I'll text you every day then.]

That was close.

I almost believed him.

The next morning, Julian said there was an urgent matter at work so he would not have breakfast with me.

But on Yvon's short video platform, there were photos of her outing with him.

Julian tilted his head slightly towards her, smiling affectionately.

Then I got an unexpected distress call from Kevin.

"Bianca, something bad happened to Julian. I'll send you the address, come over now!"

I stopped packing and hesitated, "I..."

Kevin yelled into the microphone.

"Come quickly, Julian is unconscious and keeps calling for you! He won't get in the ambulance till you come!"

When I arrived, there was no one around.

The sun was scorching and I was already sweating a little.

"Hahaha! What did I tell you? That the pick me will definitely come! Come on, pay up!"

Not far away, Kevin and the others were standing under the shade of a tree, pointing at me and laughing.

The others were reluctantly taking money out of their trouser pockets.

"You are out of your mind, girl! Didn't Kevin ask you to watch the livestream? And yet here you are. I never met a side chick with thicker skin!"

"God, doesn't this woman have any selfrespect?"

I understood what was going on.

I turned around to leave, but was stopped by Kevin.

He pointed in a direction.

Over there, Yvon was stretching out her right hand, her head tilted towards Julian.

"Which one of us has bigger hands do you think?"

Julian raised his eyebrows, then stretched out his hand too.

Just as their hands touched, he grabbed her and pulled her into his arms.

Yvon nestled in his arms shyly.

Julian stared at Yvon's shy face and smiled heartily.

I stood there in a daze for god knew how long.

Afterwards, Yvon walked towards them.

The guys cheerfully made a circle around her.

"How did it go? We were great matchmakers yes? Didn't disturb you guys did we?"

Yvon hit the guy with her fist.

"Well done! Dinner's on me when I get him!"

"Come on, come on, drain your pocket. We're in your livestream every day to give likes. We're doing free hard labor!"

"You are indispensable! Where's Kevin? Why's the big guy not here to greet me?"

Kevin and I were hiding behind a big tree watching them.

"See? This is the one for Julian. What are you to that?"

"She's a real racer, can you do it?"

I stared at him, then cracked a smile.

"I can."

I had always played dumb to please Julian's friends.

But that was no longer necessary.

I gave everything to this relationship.

So I could leave with no regrets now.

I was sure, I wouldn't be the one with any regrets.

Kevin didn't believe it and dragged me to the racetrack.

He waited in the passenger seat to see me make a fool of myself.

"Pick me girl, you're just trying to be cool, right? Let's see how you'll end up! Need me to teach you how to start?"

I asked him, "You must be very skilled then?"

He was slightly stunned, then couldn't be more pleased with himself.

"Well, do you know Brianna White? She's an F1 racing champion! I almost..."

I was briefly stunned to hear my alias.

"Almost surpassed her?"

He looked at me like I was an imbecile.

"Are you kidding me? Do you know how huge this race is? Seriously, why would Julian be with you? I almost got her autograph!"

I didn't know what to say.

I hadn't raced for two years, so I was a little clumsy at first.

Kevin's words came lazily from the passenger seat.

"Oh, not too bad! You must have learned it especially for Julian."

As I went on, Kevin gradually shut up.

I had been staying away from racing for the past few years.

Because every time I raced, it reminded me of Marvin.

My first love.

The teacher I most respected became a lover, then in the end, an utter stranger.

After getting distracted for a while, I suddenly realized the scenery in front of me was becoming increasingly unfamiliar.

I had taken the wrong road.

Kevin curled his lips, somewhat gloating.

"Tsk, you had your chance, but you made a mistake!"

I gripped the steering wheel.

Seven minutes had passed.

It was probably too late to turn back now.

But if one doesn't turn around when going in the wrong direction, and the more one goes, the more mistakes one makes.

I made a prompt decision and turned around to head back.

Kevin sneered, "Oh, you're trying so hard? Tell you what, you can't possibly make it in time. I'm familiar with this route, and it still takes me 25 minutes!"

"Speak for yourself."

I curled my lips into a cold smile and stepped on the gas.

The car flew like an arrow.

Kevin grabbed the seat belt tightly and suddenly fell silent.

Along the way, long gone memories were wakened.

Over the corner with skillful drifting, the car accelerated.

The blue racing car sped across the field.

The speed was getting faster and faster, as my smile grew bigger and bigger.

Kevin's expression changed from contempt to respect, and even a hint of... worship?

And then it was over.

We arrived at the finish line three minutes and sixteen seconds ahead of schedule.

When I got off the car, every cell in my body was screaming with excitement.

My hands were shaking terribly.

Glancing sideways, I saw Kevin bending over beside a tree emptying his stomach.

I pursed my lips in disgust.

Seeing that I was about to leave, Kevin hurriedly chased after me.

"Wait, Bianca wait! Your skills are great, you must know Brianna White right? Please, help me get her autograph!"

"Brianna White? Maybe you should ask Julian, he knows her well. Oh and, I'm done with Julian, and so too with you guys."

Ignoring his surprise, I turned around and walked back.

Kevin shouted at my back, "When?!"

I waved my hand and replied, "Five minutes from now."

When Julian knew that Kevin and I were going to the racetrack, he became unusually nervous.

His words came pouring out of the speaker.

"Babe, is Kevin giving you trouble again? Really, I gotta talk to that guy. How can he drag you to such a dangerous..."

"Julian Adler."

Hearing me call him by his full name, Julian stopped talking.

It was quiet over there, and I spoke softly.

"You know Kevin likes Brianna White, don't you?"

The breathing on the other side grew harder.

We both knew that Kevin was never supportive of our relationship.

He even led the others in the circle to isolate me.

Julian knew it, but he always asked me to be patient.

Had Julian told Kevin at any point in the past two years that I was his idol, Kevin would not have treated me like that.

Why didn't he then?

Because I couldn't get over Yvon.

He couldn't mention her himself, so he would let his friends do it for him.

He was isolating me, to save Yvon her place.

Oh well.

Julian was eager to explain, but I didn't give him the chance.

"Why did Kevin call me a pickme girl when we first met? Said I was a gold digger? Have I ever spent a dime of your money? Were you paving the way for your reconciliation, right from the beginning?"

Julian didn't take that well.

"What was all that about? What ex, what reconciliation? Bianca, is that how you see me?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a woman's excited voice followed.

"Julian, come quick, look at the fireworks!"

Julian was flustered for a bit, then lowered his voice into the microphone.

"Don't let your imagination run wild. I have something urgent to deal with. We'll talk tomorrow!"

The call was hung up, but I hadn't finished talking.

I opened the texting app and sent three words.

[Let's break up.]

I returned to my home.

My parents were traveling, so the huge house was empty.

In the middle of the night, I was woken up by the persistent ringing of my cell phone.

I saw eight missed calls on the screen, all from Julian.

And then there was the torrent of texts.

[Baby, where are you? I can explain!]

[Why did you pack everything?]

[Trust me baby, I love you.]

[Baby, can you please answer the phone? Please, give me a chance to explain.]

[I haven't been in touch with my ex. And I'll talk to Kevin.]

[Don't we have so much to do together? Baby, you can't leave me now.]

[...]

I turned off my phone.

I didn't want to waste my time listening to lies I already knew.

Early the next morning, Julian, who was leaning against my door, almost fell down when I opened it.

His clothes were all wrinkled and his face looked visibly tired.

Probably was here all night.

Seeing me, he straightened himself.

"Baby, you're up. Are you hungry? I'll get some breakfast."

"I talked to Kevin. He'll behave from now."

"And that necklace you like, I sent someone to look for it abroad. It should be here next week."

I ignored him and kept walking.

Turned out he did know what I wanted.

Why then did it take a breakup for him to take action?

He pulled me in, rubbing his brows tiredly.

"Don't you want to say anything? I told you, it's all a misunderstanding, so stop being mad for nothing, okay?"

As he spoke, his voice started to sound like he was about to cry.

"I really don't want to break up..."

I walked silently, while he followed closely behind.

After walking a few dozen meters, I stopped to ask him a question, halfsmiling.

"I'm going to meet a friend, do you want to come?"

He paused for a moment, then nodded nervously.

He was afraid I would disappear again.

I said nothing and let him follow.

Because I needed him for what came next.

In the cafe, I looked around and finally locked on a seat.

There was a woman with short hair sitting there.

It was Yvon.

Following my gaze, Julian froze where he stood.

He was ready to retreat.

But I grabbed him and stopped him from leaving.

"What? Aren't you coming too?"

Julian hissed through his teeth, "What is the meaning of this?"

I just smiled faintly and led him over, my fingers firm around his.

Julian and I sat down opposite Yvon.

Yvon looked puzzled, hesitated for a few seconds, then asked, "Excuse me, are you the person who asked to meet me offline?"

I saw her livestream again last night.

The screen was full of fireworks that Julian set off for her.

I DMed her, arranged a time and address, and came up with an excuse to meet in person.

I nodded for a reply.

Next to me, Julian wasn't looking so good.

She smiled, her eyes glued to Julian.

"What a coincidence, we both know Julian."

I also smiled and nodded.

"Yes." I turned to look at Julian.

"Your girlfriend won't mind you coming to meet us alone, will she?"

Julian didn't say anything but just stared at me, his thin lips pursed into a line.

I was waiting.

Waiting for his answer.

And I was curious how he would introduce me to his girlfriend in the dark here.

I could feel his fists clenching under the table.

The heavy atmosphere was broken by Yvon's chuckle.

"What girlfriend? He's a loner!"

There went our two years of relationship.

I needed his confirmation, so I asked him with a smile, "Is that so?"

He hastily avoided my eyes.

He lowered his head and stared at the coffee in front of him in a daze, pretending he heard nothing.

I forcefully broke the silence.

"Answer!"

Under the table, he tugged at the corner of my shirt, as if begging.

Begging for me to stop.

But I wouldn't. I kept staring at him.

We were in a staring contest for a while.

Finally, he closed his eyes and answered through his teeth, a hint of helplessness in his voice.

"Yes."

Once again, between the two of us, he chose to please her.

I started clapping and laughing, until tears covered my face.

I was ready to end two years of being a fool.

Julian's eyes reddened as he laughed along.

He knew it was over between us.

Yvon didn't know what we were laughing at, but she smiled along politely.

None of us was having any fun, but everyone was laughing.

Everyone was laughing for some reason.

Then I stopped, quickly stood up and extended my hand to Yvon.

"Hello, let me introduce myself properly. I'm Bianca..."

"Bianca..."

Julian stood up nervously and tried to stop me.

But it was too late.

"...Julian's ex who he broke up with yesterday."