He Begged After I Chose to Die

In the third year of my relationship with Jason Chase, he told me he wanted to give me an unforgettable birthday.

I never expected that that would mean pressing me onto the icy ground and letting other men humiliate me.

I lifted my head with difficulty, trembling as I clutched at the hem of his pants.

I asked, "Jason… why?"

He looked at me with contempt and kicked me away without any hesitation. He said icily and ruthlessly, "Christine Light, this is for Lisa. I've been waiting a long time to avenge her."

I closed my eyes as my heart shattered into a million pieces.

Later, just as he wished, I decided to end my life. But then, he broke down in tears, begging me not to leave him.

"Jason, why are you doing this to me?"

Inside the private room of a bar, men's laughter filled the air. I lay sprawled on the icy floor, reaching out to clutch the hem of Jason Chase's pants.

I fought hard to get up, but I was pinned to the ground by a few men.

He bent down in front of me, looking at me with contempt. He sneered and said, "Christine Light, do you know that every single day I spent with you made me feel sick?"

My chest tightened at what Jason said. I did not understand it. We had been in a relationship for three years.

Jason had always been a gentleman. Why had he suddenly changed into this icy, ruthless stranger before me?

What I was even more confused about was that this man, who had always told me how much he loved me and how he wanted to spend the rest of his life with me, would suddenly hate me.

Tears started welling up in my eyes. With a catch in my throat, I asked, "Why are you doing this?"

He kicked my hand away ruthlessly and asked icily, "Do you still remember Lisa Shaw?"

Lisa Shaw?

I shuddered when I heard that name. Of course, I remembered her. Back then, she accused my brother, Charlie, of sexually assaulting her when she was drunk. She sent my brother to prison.

Then, she left the country.

What did this have to do with her? I looked at Jason in confusion.

He looked at me icily and, through gritted teeth, said, "Lisa was my girlfriend. Your brother lusted after her just because she was beautiful. He destroyed her. She couldn't bear the humiliation, so she chose to break up with me."

He snarled and said, "I lost the woman that I loved the most, and it was all thanks to your brother!"

I was taken aback, looking at him in disbelief.

He continued, saying, "So, Christine, let me be honest with you. I only got close to you so that I could seek revenge. I want your brother to know that hurting others comes with consequences. He cares about you the most, right? Then, I'm going to destroy you."

I froze.

It turned out that Jason did not get together with me because he loved me. He was just avenging his ex-girlfriend.

How silly of me to think that all his feelings for me were true. I was even planning our future together with him.

However, why did he have to choose that moment to do so? Of all days?

It was my birthday that day. I dressed up to the nines to meet him. I initially thought that he would celebrate my birthday with me. I never thought that I would fall into his intricately planned trap.

Perhaps Jason saw my confusion. He explained slowly, "Lisa was drunk in a bar on her birthday when that incident happened.

"Christine, I will let you have a taste of the suffering she endured. The pain that she went through."

How cruel!

A sharp pain shot through my heart. I looked around the room filled with men, and I was suddenly overcome with terror.

I could guess what Jason wanted to do to me. With a trembling voice, I begged him, saying, "Jason, seeing how we've been together for so long, please let me go. Please?"

He turned away, no longer wanting to look at me. He yelled, "Let you go? Why didn't your brother let Lisa go?"

Then, before I could say anything further, he gave the men a look. One man stepped forward and started to unbuckle his belt.