Chapter 1521
Vermont's expression turned serious, as he held Felicity's face and examined her closely. He stared at her so closely that it
made her feel uneasy.
She swatted his hand away and glared at him. "What are you doing?"
Vermont replied after a long pause, seemingly in disbelief. "How were you a girl?"
Felicity's face darkened. "What nonsense are you talking about? We've been dating for so long, and only now you realize that I'm
a girl?"
"No..." Vermont was usually very quick-witted, but he seemed to be at a loss for words at that moment. He did not know how he
could explain his thoughts to her. After a while, he said, "Can't you tell? I'm the boy you were talking about."
Felicity’s lips twitched. "What is wrong with you? Are you possessed? You don't have to go so far even if you want to compete
with him."
Vermont ignored her question and called out, "Buffy?"
Felicity paused before she turned around slowly and asked, "What did you call me?"
Vermont's gaze was intense. "Is that your childhood nickname? Buffy?"
Felicity became angry, and she reached out to choke him. "How did you know about that? Did you go to Stella and ask about my
secrets? Speak!"
Buffy was a nickname given by her grandmother. When her parents were still together, her mother was very busy earning a
living, so Felicity used to spend a lot of time with her grandmother.
Felicity's grandmother had many children, and plenty of grandchildren. She was not exactly her grandmother's favorite, but her
grandmother would always call her Buffy as if she were a boy. She was hoping that Florence would have a son someday.
Florence did not like it, but her grandmother insisted on calling her that regardless of whether there was an outsider around or
not.
Felicity was just a kid, and she thought that Buffy was her real name because of how often her grandmother called her that. So,
before her parents split up, the people in her father's hometown would call her Buffy. It was only after her parents divorced and
Florence moved out with her that people stopped calling her that.
It was safe to say that other than the people living in her father's hometown, her family, and Stella, no one else knew about this
childhood nickname of hers.
Vermont forcefully removed her hands from his neck before pinching her chin and forcing her to face him. "You wanted to learn
how to climb a tree and insisted that I teach you. After I did, you went to show it off in front of your friends. However, you couldn't
come down after climbing up. Your friends asked why you stayed up there, but you were too proud to tell them the truth. You
even told them that the view up there was too beautiful. You only started crying and told me that you couldn't come down when I
saw you after coming back from school.
"That tree was about six feet tall. I told you to jump, and I'd catch you. But you refused because you didn't want me to get hurt. I
told you that I was much bigger than you, and there was no way you could hurt me. So, you jumped and landed right on top of
me. You were small but surprisingly heavy."
Vermont chuckled as he spoke. He pinched her chubby cheeks and continued softly, "I wonder what took me so long to
recognize you."
Felicity was shocked.
She was in a daze and could not figure out how her childhood sweetheart would have anything to do with Vermont.
It was terrifying. Her childhood sweetheart had such an innocent face, and she could not believe that he and her current
flirtatious boyfriend were the same person.
Felicity shook her head. "It can't be you. I was only six or seven years old back then, so I couldn't really remember what
happened. You were already a teenager, so you should've remembered, right? Why would you only remember everything after I
told you everything?"