This time I wasn’t afraid of him anymore. I pointed to the security camera newly installed at the door.
“I haven’t even settled the score for when you beat me last time. Are you looking to go to prison?
“And I’m setting you up? Did I force you to kneel and bow to me?”
I looked at him with contempt, strode past him, and walked to the trash can where I threw away my high heels that he had licked, replacing them with the flats I wore while driving.
After closing the door, I watched through the video doorbell as Jack hurled angry insults before finally leaving in frustration. Evelyn came out to greet me when I returned. When she saw Jack, her eyes filled with disgust.
“Why don’t you just call the police and let them handle him? It’s disgusting that we have to deal with someone like him!”
I took her arm reassuringly. “Mom, going to jail would be too easy for him. Once I’m done having my fun, I’ll deal with him personally.”
The next day, Jack was trending on social media. Sharp-eyed internet users began digging up his past, discovering how he had dumped me three years ago.
All public opinion quickly shifted to my side-though I did pay for quite a few fake comments to help it along.
With my encouragement, everyone learned that Jack had only returned to the country to raise funds because he couldn’t make it overseas anymore.
The Miller family had once been a major corporation, but after Jack dumped me, they faced Lucas’s retaliation and had since disappeared from the business world.
With no support left, Jack’s company overseas quickly declared bankruptcy.
He and Annie could only survive by selling their luxury items.
I found him while he was trying to sell his Patek Philippe watch.
When Jack saw me, he retreated a couple of steps cautiously, trying to distance himself.
I pointed to the still-visible bruises on my face and looked at the watch in his hand.
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