Love on the cliff

“By the way, do you have a place to stay? Want me to arrange one for you?”

"Willow Street, No. 18, Emerald District. That’s where I lived before going to prison."

Frank grunted in acknowledgment, hit the gas and dropped me off at my doorstep.

After he left, I fumbled in my bag for the keys to unlock the door, only to hear a familiar voice from behind.

"It's only been a short time since we separated and you're so self-indulgent that you're here? Interesting."

I turned around and saw Zamari walking over with Caleb, her arm draped around his shoulder, eyes full of mockery.

I sneered inwardly. Did Caleb really think I couldn't live without him?

“Are you kidding me? This is my house. What does me coming here have to do with you?”

Zamari stepped in front of me, put out her cigarette and blew the last puff of smoke right into my face.

"I remind you, this is now the love nest of me and Caleb; it no longer belongs to you." Zamari's gloating expression ignited a surge of anger within me.

"What did you say? This is clearly the house my parents left for me. How can you two occupy it?"

Indeed, this house was once the home I shared with Caleb.

I never expected that while I was in prison, he would occupy my home and move in with Zamari.

Caleb looked at me with indifference and spoke dismissively. "This courtyard is something Zamari likes. Didn’t I give you three thousand dollars? Just consider it as buying this courtyard."

"Three thousand dollars ... can I buy back my hand that you made me cut off and the five years I spent in prison with that money?” I let out a cold laugh, my sharp gaze piercing like two daggers, fixed on Caleb.

"I don't want to waste my breath with you. If you still think about me, I don’t mind you moving in here to live with me and Zamari," Caleb said.

I really didn't expect Caleb to say such shameless words. What on earth happened over the years!

"Caleb, listen well! I will never think about you again in this lifetime. If I knew you were still living here, I wouldn't even walk down this street! Just wait! One day, I will take my home back and make you two scoundrels roll out!" I stared at Caleb with red eyes, hatefully saying these words.

He let out a cold laugh. "Just you? A person with nothing and a criminal record? Look at you now. What do you have to fight against me and Zamari?"

Caleb, this scumbag, knew exactly where to hurt me the most.

"You beast! You know better than anyone why I ended up in prison! If it weren't for you, it would be you in my position!"

Caleb was provoked by my words, his forehead bulging with veins. "Shut up! I gave you compensation; stop clinging to the past!"

He thought that two million was enough to buy off my entire life. I thought my numb heart wouldn’t hurt anymore, but Caleb's words still pierced through me like a thousand wounds.

Finally unable to endure it any longer, I gritted my teeth and raised my hand, slapping Caleb hard across the face. "Take back your two million and go cut off your own hand and sit in prison for five years!"

"Ah—how dare you hit my man, you filthy bitch!"

Seeing her beloved man get hit, Zamari angrily swung a baseball bat at my head.

After a loud thud, the anticipated pain did not land my heart.

I turned to take a look and a strong arm tightly grabbed the baseball bat.