After the Breakup, My Scumbag Ex Learned My True Identity

“Steven, there’s nothing left for us to discuss,” I spoke coldly, my voice devoid of emotion.

But on the other end of the line, Steven responded quickly, “Cherry, you wouldn’t want the collaboration between our families to fall through, would you?”

I laughed at his words. Did he not realize that whether or not our companies collaborated was entirely up to me? Steven had no leverage in this matter.

What I didn’t expect was that after I rejected him, he barged into my office the very next day.

“Mr. Jones,” I said coolly, “isn’t it rather impolite of you to storm into my office uninvited?”

I gestured for my secretary to leave, leaving only the two of us in the room.

Steven’s eyes reddened slightly as he looked at me. “Cherry, when you left, I went looking for you. Did you... did you abort our child?” His voice trembled with anger.

I stared at the fury in his eyes and laughed, incredulous.

“So this is why you’re here?” I said icily. “You want an answer? Fine. I didn’t want my child to grow up without a father. Does that satisfy you?”

My words seemed to drain the color from his face.

“Cherry, you and I both came from nothing. You know how hard it is for people like us to climb up the ladder!” he said. “I agreed to marry Giselle, but I never intended to give you up!”

His declaration was laughable.

“And what’s your point?” I asked, my voice cold and unyielding.

“Cherry, I still love you. I don’t love Giselle!” he said. “If you come back, we can still have a future together—even have our child! My marriage to Giselle is just a stepping stone for us!”

Hearing his shameless justification, I couldn’t help but laugh out loud.

“Leave, Steven,” I said, pointing to the door.

At that moment, whatever lingering fantasies or warmth I had for him shattered completely. I had been blind to see his true nature.

He looked at me with desperation. “Cherry, do you even know how close Giselle is to your company’s boss? All it would take is one word from her, and you’d lose your job!”

“Cherry, you’d better listen to me. If she ruins your career, you’ll still have me to rely on!”

His words were so absurd that they were almost comical.

“No need, Steven,” I said firmly. “Rest assured, no matter what happens, I’ll never come to you for help.”

Before I could escort him out, the door to my office slammed open again. This time, it was Giselle.

She stormed in, her eyes blazing with fury. “I knew it! You’re the vixen trying to seduce my husband!”

I looked at her coldly and said, “I have no interest in your husband. Both of you, please leave.”

“Leave?!” she screeched. “We came here for a business collaboration, not so you could seduce my man!”

She continued shouting, “Where’s your boss? I demand to see him right now! I’ll make sure you’re fired!”

Her tantrum was pathetic, and I watched her with icy disdain.

Steven rushed to her side, trying to calm her down. “Giselle, let’s leave. There’s nothing between me and Cherry!”