Leave Me Alone, Ex-BF！

During the holiday, I secretly visited my boyfriend Chris Wood, who was preparing for the GRE, wanting to give him a surprise.

When I opened the door, I heard a woman whispering to Chris in a sweet voice.

"Chris, who is more obedient, me or Joyce? Chris, come and punish me now."

I was stunned.

Was I a part of their play?

They were so shameless!

1

"Just put the takeaway on the cabinet at the door. Please close the door."

Holding the phone recording the video, I was in a daze. The huge shock made my head dazed. I stepped back and took a look at the room number.

I didn't go to the wrong place, and I heard my name just now.

After I reacted, I kicked the door open.

"What's wrong with you? You're making such a big noise..."

I heard a familiar male voice, and he slowly opened the bedroom door, showing a familiar face.

The man was barefoot, with his upper body naked and only wearing a pair of shorts.

I looked at Chris with disappointment and anger. Seeing that it was me, he reacted and quickly blocked the door to prevent me from entering.

"Joyce, calm down and listen to my explanation..."

I raised my high heels and stepped on his feet mercilessly. He screamed and no longer had the strength to hold the door.

He bent over and tried to stop me, and I kicked him in the stomach.

"You are such a bastard! It took me a long time to come here and prepare a surprise for you, but you gave me a gift instead."

"Joyce, no..."

"Shut up! You still don't admit it? I've taken a video just now."

2

My eyes passed over Chris and looked at the woman in the maid outfit.

While Chris and I were arguing, the woman tried to slip away.

I clamped her hands from behind. She screamed and twisted, but it was in vain because her hands were restrained. She kept her face away as if she was afraid I would see it.

I grabbed her hair and turned her face to look at me.

Just when I was about to scold her, I saw a familiar face.

She was my aunt, Jasmine Clark.

"Ah!" She screamed, "Joyce, please listen to my explanation!"

"Why do you want me to listen to your explanation? Are you going to tell me that my aunt wore a maid outfit and lay on my boyfriend's bed to help him with his studies? Did I interrupt you to have sex?"

As I spoke, I picked up the small whip next to me and whipped Jasmine, asking her if she liked it.

"Joyce, are you crazy? I'm your aunt!"

Hearing her words, I laughed out loud as if I were crazy.

"My aunt? Look at yourself. You are wearing a maid outfit, but the fat is revealed. You should look at yourself in the mirror. You are disgusting! You shameless bitch! I feel disgusted just by looking at you. You two are a perfect match!"

"Chris, what are you doing? Joyce is scolding me. Why are you still standing there?"

I glared at Chris, who held his stomach and collapsed on the ground.

What a stupid loser! I was so blind to be together with him!

"Aunt, give up. Chris can't even take care of himself. How can he save you?" I said while continuously whipping her.

Jasmine still didn't give up. She twisted her waist and sobbed, "Joyce... Chris..."

"Stop crying, bitch! You look funny when you twist yourself like a maggot."

Chris couldn't bear it. "Joyce, please don't do this. Jasmine is your aunt. She is weak and can't stand you torturing her like this..."

3

"First of all, the whip is your toy. I am just playing with you. Secondly, she is a shameless bitch, not my aunt."

I stopped what I was doing and looked fiercely at the man who had been with me for six years.

We had been together since high school, but I had never seen him clearly.

I turned and left, looking back at Jasmine who was lying on the ground.

"Aunt, if it weren't for you, I wouldn't have known he is such a man. I have to thank you.

"By the way, Chris, this is my house. I'm not as ruthless as you. I will give you some time to move out."

I picked up my phone and turned to leave, but Chris grabbed my hand and asked me what I meant.

"I mean you should pack up your things and get out of here before 8 a.m. tomorrow. Otherwise, I'll drive you out."

"It's difficult for me to find a new house in such a short time. Joyce, don't leave!"

I slammed the door and walked out, ignoring Chris' shouting.

4

I lived in a small town in the north.

My father Sam Clark came from the countryside. After graduating with a doctorate, he stayed at the university as a teacher. He fell in love with my mother Jenny at first sight, and they quickly got married and gave birth to me.

They had a very good relationship, and their every quarrel was because of Jasmine.

My grandparents had a daughter when they were middle-aged, so they doted on Jasmine very much. After they passed away, Jasmine had been living in our house.

Sam was old-fashioned and Jenny was serious, but Jasmine was lively and cheerful. Although Jasmine and Jenny occasionally quarreled, I still treated Jasmine sincerely like my friend.

I told Jasmine all the sweet and quarrelsome moments with Chris.

Jasmine watched me grow up and was like my friend, and Chris had been with me for six years. The two people I trusted most actually betrayed me at the same time.

I walked very quickly, as if by walking faster I could stop thinking and forget about what had just happened.

A cool breeze blew by, calming me down.

Just now, to teach them a lesson, I threw my phone aside, but the video recording didn't stop.

Originally, I wanted to record Chris' sweet reaction when I secretly came to see him, but I ended up recording such a ridiculous scene.

I glanced at my phone and tightened my grip around it.

I would never let Chris and Jasmine off easily.

5

When I got home, the light in the living room was still on, but it was not for me.

"Jasmine? Are you back?" Sam thought it was Jasmine and walked out of the bedroom.

"Joyce, didn't you say you wouldn't come back for the holiday? Why are you back home so late at night? Jenny, Joyce is back!"

As soon as Jenny heard that I was back, she came out of the bedroom immediately, kissing and hugging me.

Jenny, who was very serious when she was young, had become more intimate with me as she grew older.

"Joyce, why did you come back so late? Are you hungry? Why didn't you tell us you were coming back? I didn't make any food for you."

I supported Jenny and asked them to sit down. Then I told them everything about what had just happened, wanting to hear their opinions.

"Nonsense! Joyce, that's impossible. Although your aunt is a little willful, she would never do such a thing. There must be a misunderstanding. I'll call her back and we can talk about this face-to-face."

"Impossible? Sam, I'm telling you. Don't protect your sister this time. If Jasmine dares to do anything bad to Joyce, I won't let her off!"

Jenny pushed up her glasses and clenched her hands into fists, her chest heaving with anger.

"Sam, don't tell me to be tolerant anymore. Jasmine stole my money and said bad things about me behind my back, but you always asked me to be tolerant. I've had enough of it!

"You know what? Every day after get off work, I don't want to go home at all. My home no longer feels like home because of her.

"I've endured her for so many years, but now she dares to seduce Joyce's boyfriend. She is so shameless! "

Hearing what Jenny said, Sam still wanted to defend Jasmine. I interrupted him and took out my cell phone to show them the video I had just recorded.

Although no faces were recorded during the fight, the sound was recorded clearly.

"How could Jasmine do such a thing? Joyce, I know you've been wronged. Don't worry, I will teach Jasmine a lesson. But you should delete this video. If it is spread out, it will be bad for Jasmine, and I can't be a teacher anymore. Our family will also lose face. Joyce, delete the video. You can understand your mom and me, right?"

"Sam, what are you talking about? You are a coward, but I'm not! You don't care about Joyce but ask her to delete the video."

As Jenny said, she packed her things and was about to leave. "I'm telling you, if you don't want to get involved in Joyce's affairs, it's fine. I've finally figured it out today, and we'll get a divorce."

"You don't know. If the video is spread to the Internet, it will cause trouble to us. We should discuss it carefully."

As they were arguing, Sam's cell phone rang. It was a call from the director of the college he worked in.

"Professor Clark, I'm sorry to bother you so late. I have something to tell you. Have you seen the trending? The girl in the video seems to be your sister Jasmine from the logistics department of our school. This incident has caused quite a stir on the Internet. Now many citizens make negative comments under our school's official account. Before this matter gets worse, I think you should persuade her to stop talking on the Internet..."

Sam hung up the phone and looked at me.

I raised my hand and told him that I hadn't posted the video yet.

Just then, our phones started ringing one after another.

Realizing the seriousness of the matter, I muted the phones of the three of us. Then I turned on the computer and found that Jasmine's account was live streaming.

6

Jasmine was crying sadly in front of the camera.

"My parents have always favored my brother over me. My brother is much older than me. To support his education, my parents didn't allow me to go to school since I was young...

"Some people look good on the surface, but they are actually beasts. I am already 33 years old, but I am still being tortured by my brother and his family.

"My niece is jealous of me, so she whipped me in my sleep. If I didn't obey them, they would slap me in the face.

"Look at my back. It's all caused by the whipping of my niece." Jasmine said as she lifted her clothes and pointed her fat flesh at the camera.

I felt disgusted.

How dare she say such things? Sam kept a small portion of his salary for himself and used the most part of it to support the family.

Jasmine was twenty years younger than Sam, and Sam had never let her suffer any hardship.

Sam even used his personal connections to arrange for Jasmine, who hadn't received much education, to work in the university's logistics department.

Sam was so angry that he took out his phone and called Jasmine.

I didn't stop him. When Jasmine saw Sam calling, she started crying in front of the camera again. Then she pressed the speaker button and Sam's voice was played on the live streaming.

"You're lying! Jasmine, how can you slander your niece like this? Get back home right now. You..."

Before Sam could finish speaking, Jasmine hung up the phone, and many netizens started to scold Sam.

[It's disgusting. How dare he be so arrogant?]

[No matter how much education he gets, it still can't change his bad nature.]

[Can anyone find out which university he is working in?]

[It is revealed. Look at the comments of the first video.]

...

The phone call Sam made just now in a fit of impulse confirmed what Jasmine said.

Jasmine must be afraid that after I went home and told my parents about this, she would be kicked out of the house and lose her job.

So she portrayed herself as a victim. In this way, the school wouldn't dare to expel her.

What a cunning woman!

But Jasmine didn't expect that what happened yesterday was accidentally recorded on my phone.

After she ended the live streaming, she posted several posts on Facebook.

Many netizens commented on Sam's school account to criticize our family.

Jenny said we should discuss what to do.

I just wanted to go to sleep and rest. Anyway, I couldn't make these netizens shut up.

The most important thing for me was sleeping.

I had taken a train for more than ten hours and fought with Jasmine, and I needed a good sleep so that I would have the energy to face tomorrow's battle!