My Boyfriend Removed My Ventilator

Me breaking up with him did not make Justin pause for even a second. Instead, he treated it as a joke in his livestream.

“Hahaha! Did everyone hear that? She’s threatening to break up with me!

“My god! She’s acting like she’s the lead in some romance drama!”

The comment section exploded.

[This is hilarious! Is she the tragic heroine from some melodrama?]

[A breakup? Blow out the candles first!]

[Hold her down! Don’t let her run! I want to see the ending!]

The comments seemed to fuel him even further. He grabbed my hair and yanked me closer to the cake.

“Blow them out! Sally, blow them out right now!

“We have the highest number of viewers we’ve ever had. Blow out these candles first, keep our viewers happy, and then we can talk about breaking up!”

Just then, Sophie walked over with a laugh.

“Alright, Justin. Don’t force her. If she doesn’t like it, we’ll stop…

“Let’s cut the cake first.”

She walked around me, but she suddenly stumbled on something and let out a dramatic scream.

“Ahh!!!”

She fell directly onto me.

I lost my balance and toppled forward. I could not react in time, and my face slammed into the fluffy cream cake.

Sizzle…

A burning pain flared across my forehead. A lit candle was pressed against my skin.

Even worse, the thick cream blocked my nose and mouth and sealed off what little air I had left.

“I’m sorry! I’m so sorry, Sally! It was an accident!”

Sophie scrambled up from the floor with tears streaming down her face as if she was terrified.

“I only wanted to help you. Please don’t be mad at me!”

Justin, on the other hand, pushed the phone closer to my face and shouted excitedly at the stream.

“Wow! Guys, this is unexpected! An epic plot twist!

“Look at how real my girlfriend’s expression is! The pain… the struggle… This is peak entertainment!

“Exclusive clown makeup! Come on, everyone! Send some donations. Let’s get those donations going!”

I was on the floor, choking on cake and cream. The suffocating pain in my lungs, mixed with the blockage in my nose and mouth, made me sputter.

My vision went dark. My consciousness wavered.

Justin reached out, scraped a large handful of cream from my face, and smeared it on my hospital gown with a laugh.

“Look! With this outfit and this makeup, doesn’t she look like she’s indeed been through something? Incredible.

“Come on! To thank our top supporter for the biggest donation, let me show you all her signature ‘cream pull’ trick!”

He scraped my face again, and a long string of cream stretched out. He snickered triumphantly.

Just when Justin’s livestream reached an unprecedented peak of popularity…

Bang!

The private room door crashed open with overwhelming force.

The heavy, solid wood door fell to the floor and scattered dust as screams filled the room.

Against the backlight, a man strode in with two tall bodyguards in black behind him.

He scanned the chaotic scene before him, and his gaze finally landed on me. His gaze, usually gentle, was dark with malice.

“Who removed my sister’s ventilator?”