After Being Strangled By My Girlfriend, I Chose To Inherit The Family Property

After seeing me standing at the door, he showed a meaningful smile.

"Oh hi, Walt, Selena hasn't been feeling well these days. You're not here, so I came to take care of her."

"Oh, take care. But why's the bath?"

I pinched my fingertips, took a deep breath, and looked at Hans.

"The necklace is mine. Please give it to me."

Facing my outstretched hand, he didn't move.

"How do you prove that this is yours?"

This was purely a provocation.

As Selena's first love when they were young, Hans knew clearly about the relationship between me and Selena. He was just trying to disgust me.

On that night in my previous life, I saw with my own eyes Selena had cheated on me with him, and my stomach couldn't help but churn.

"Mr. Quincy, please give it to me."

I stepped forward to take it back, but Selena next to me became impatient first.

"Enough, Walt, it's just a damn necklace! What's the fuss here? It's worthless. If you wear it, you may make me humiliated."

That necklace was made by my mother, but at this point, it was despised as shabby by her.

Selena always had two distinct attitudes towards Hans and me.

In my previous life, she knew that I would not leave her and shamelessly praised Hans in front of me. It was not until I got angry that she would respond to me with a smile.

"Oh, I was just joking. Are you angry at me?"

Repeating this over and over, I felt like a kite tightly held in her hand.

I must be blind.

"This is my necklace. It has nothing to do with your face."

I glanced at Selena. It was the first time she had been embarrassed by me, and there was anger in both her eyes.

"What did you say, Walt? Let me tell you, we can't be together again! Not even a chance!"

I smiled lightly.

"I think so too."

Selena's face looked ugly, but soon, her eyes turned, and she started to sneer.

"I know you're angry with me, because of Hans, right?

It is useless. Do you think I will keep you by doing this? There is no chance!"

There was a hint of disgust in her eyes, while Hans, leaning against the door frame, looked at me with a smile. He seemed mocking my deep affection for these years.

Anger surged up unknowingly when I saw Hans throw the necklace into the toilet.

"You want it? Then go fish it out of the toilet."

In that instant, my mind went blank. By the time I came to my senses, Hans's face was already covered in blood from my punch.

"Walt, you're finished!"

There was a hysterical anger in his eyes. Selena pushed me hard, and then comforted Hans softly.

The affection between them still hurt me.

After a long time, I heard my own voice saying,

"Selena, you made me your assistant simply because I was a pushover, right?"

Selena was in a hurry to give Hans medicine, and her answers were so perfunctory.

"Of course. I don't need to pay you much money, but you always listen to me. Do you really think I still love you?"

"Since you don't even look back at me, I'll give up."

That night, Hans posted a picture of his own injury and named me as the one who hit him.

His fans below were clamoring to call the police, wishing to skin me alive.

But the next day, all the news about me online disappeared.