Chapter 2
I thought Victor, upon receiving the anonymous text, would be as enraged as I was when I received the anonymous. letters. But when I turned to glance at the surveillance video, I heard Victor chuckling.
One of his friends asked, “What’s so funny?”
Victor tossed his phone to his friend and said, “I don’t know which crazy person sent me a photoshopped image, thinking I’d fall for it. They really don’t know how much Jennie loves me, and they dare mock me as an old man. Everyone knows Jennie loves me. I can send her any anonymous text, and she’ll get all panicked, afraid I might be taken by another woman. She cries and laughs for me, her emotions completely in my control. Don’t even talk about a photoshopped wall slam picture, she’d never believe it.”
Victor’s smug attitude stabbed at my heart, and tears fell again.
He was
sure that I loved him, yet he treated my feelings like dirt. My love was nothing more than a tool for him to show off in front of his friends. It boosted his pride, but I was the one left humiliated.
“Not even bed photos, huh?” I stared at the younger, handsome Ethan. “Do you have a bed here?”
Ethan’s eyes flickered, a playful glint in them. “Jennie, don’t play with fire. I can’t resist temptation.”
I grabbed Ethan by the collar and pulled him closer. Gazing into his mesmerizing, deep eyes, my heart raced from the rush of excitement. “So what if I’m playing with fire? Didn’t you say, ‘Catching a cheater for the thirty–seventh time is nothing, but catching me is worth a try‘? What, only talk, no action?”
Young, fresh–faced boys were indeed easy to tempt. Staring into his pure, clean eyes, my heartbeat quickened. I suddenly became curious. If Victor really found out I had cheated, what would he feel?
Just then, Victor called.
“Baby, where are you right now?”
I was about to speak, but Ethan attacked suddenly.
“Jennie, who says I’m afraid?”
He cupped the back of my head with one hand, and with the other, gently held half of my face, kissing me intensely. The movement was quick and decisive; I couldn’t defend myself. My mind went completely blank for a moment.
Victor kept asking over the phone, “Why aren’t you answering? Tell me where you are!”
I hung up the phone immediately.
Not long after, I heard the voices of Victor’s friends in the surveillance room.
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“Well, Jennie, where is she now?”
Then I heard Victor’s annoyed yet certain voice. “She hung up on me. She’s definitely on her way, to catch me cheating. Just wait, we’ll act out a good scene. I love seeing her rushing over, looking so desperate, so in love, afraid I’ll be taken by someone else. Her eyes are all wet, filled with pity, anger, and longing. When I look at her, my heart melts.” .
Victor didn’t know that my eyes were indeed wet at that moment, but not because I felt pity and anger–it was because Ethan had kissed me senseless. He was too good at it. I had completely lost control.
The voices of Victor’s friends continued in the surveillance room.
‘You and Jennie don’t share the same address?”
‘Check her device’s location.”
‘I almost forgot.”
Victor quickly took out his phone to check my location.
I pushed Ethan away uncontrollably.
‘Enough.
Today was just an accident, let’s end it here.”
My emotions were in turmoil, and I didn’t want to continue indulging myself.
But as I tried to leave, Ethan grabbed my wrist, stopping me from walking away.
Chapter 3
“Jennie, using me and then leaving? Who’s the one just talking big here? Wasn’t it you who asked if I had a bed?”
I turned my head, my feelings complicated.
“Yes, I was talking big, I can’t handle it, alright?
I’m already frustrated enough, don’t play with me.”
Every time I thought about how Victor would look at me with those innocent, pitiful eyes when I rushed to catch him cheating, like I was the one being unreasonable, tears would painfully fall.
Right now, he was excitedly waiting for me to walk into the trap he had carefully set, to watch me look like a fool, spinning in circles while he played with me. How would his friends mock me behind my back?
No wonder every time I accompanied Victor to a dinner, his friends would laugh meaningfully when they saw me.
In their eyes, I was nothing but a joke.
“Jennie, don’t cry.”
Ethan panicked, immediately releasing my wrist and explaining,
“I wasn’t playing with you. This was my first kiss.”
I was a bit surprised.
“Jennie, you were the one who said that if I could make Victor catch me cheating 37 times, you’d be my girlfriend. You can’t go back on your word.”
Ethan spoke with a bitchy tone. His face was meticulously stunning. And all his eyes were on me.
I finally understood why men can’t resist the charm of “innocent girls.”
Damn, it’s actually a bit thrilling.
But I didn’t want to show it, so I intentionally sneered, “Didn’t you hear? Victor doesn’t believe it at all. The first time failed, what makes you think you can keep bothering me?”
Ethan pointed at the surveillance screen.
“Jennie, are you sure I didn’t succeed?”
Victor had tracked my phone’s location.
But he smiled arrogantly.
“I knew it, her phone is in this building.
“I told you, hanging up on me must be on her way to catch me cheating.
“He’ll probably be here soon.”
His smug grin was really irritating.
Ethan grabbed my wrist and said, “Jennie, are you sure you want to let the old man keep feeling so smug? Do you want him to see your location shift to the boys‘ dorm and watch him break down?”
Ethan grabbed my wrist again.
“Jennie, come with me.”
Ethan took me back to his dorm.
He pointed at his bed and smiled seductively.
Jennie, I have a bed here.”
Do you dare to lie down and let me send a photo to the old man?”
‘He’s in the art studio, mocking you, saying you’ll never leave him. Even if he gets a bed photo, he won’t believe it. Don’t you want to slap his face and watch him break down?”
I definitely wanted to slap Victor’s face.
His words were pretty revolting.
I couldn’t help but feel like going all in.
[kicked off my shoes, laid down on Ethan’s bed, and made a face like I was ready to face the firing squad.
Take the photo, send it to him!”
But Ethan started rummaging through his drawers and finally found two ibuprofen pills. He poured me a glass of water and handed it to me.
[ froze.
“Jennie, you have a fever. Didn’t you know?”
“Feel your forehead, see how hot it is.”
Take the ibuprofen, and get some good rest.”
Tears that I had just managed to hold back started streaming down again.
I turned my back so he wouldn’t see how pathetic I looked.
Who said I didn’t know I had a fever?
I’d caught a cold yesterday and felt terrible.
Victor told me sweating would help break the fever.
So last night, he’d kept messing with me over and over again.”
In the end, I was so exhausted that I fell asleep in his tight embrace.
At that moment, my heart was incredibly satisfied. I thought, “This is what happiness is.”
Even when I’m sick, someone comforts me, holds me, and I’m not alone.
