After My Girlfriend Got Cancer, She Started To Play Tricks On Me

I let out a cold laugh, my gaze sweeping across the crowd. "Thank goodness I came back," I said icily, "otherwise I wouldn't have known that the esteemed Ms. Thompson would stoop so low as to play me for three years!"

Mia's face turned an ugly shade of pale as her deception was exposed.

Before, I had been meek and submissive, filled with guilt for having fallen in love with both "sisters", and I had always obeyed her without a word of protest.

But now, in front of everyone, I put her in a spot she couldn't talk her way out of.

With the lie out in the open, I no longer cared about maintaining any pretense of civility. It was more satisfying to simply tear off the mask and let the truth be known.

Mia's pride took a hit from my rebuttal, and with a cold voice, she said, "Good that you know. After all, a loser like you wouldn't even get a glance from me normally. Dating me was probably the highlight of your life!"

Her disdainful arrogance made me lose my temper.

Before meeting Mia, I led a comfortable life, but for her, I had nearly given up everything, now struggling even to make ends meet.

And to think, she accused me of being out of her league?

Given that, I won't hold back!

I strode forward, grabbed Mia by the arm, and dragged her out the door.

"Get out of my house! I don't want to see you again!"

Mia, powerless to resist, was pushed to the doorway, clinging desperately to the door, threatening me.

"Troy, how dare you!"

Her friends couldn't sit idly by.

"What right do you have to touch Ms. Thompson?"

"Troy, have you lost your mind?"

A few people in the room came to Mia's defense, pinning me to the ground and punching me.

But Mia stopped them.

"Enough, everyone, stop!"

Seeing Mia's command, they hesitantly backed off.

Only the leader, eyes red with fury as if he hadn't heard her, grabbed my hair and slammed my head against the ground.

The impact brought tears to my eyes.

Seeing me cry, Mia loudly intervened.

The lackey wouldn't let it go.

"Ms. Thompson, I'm just standing up for you! This guy's a jerk; a few beatings will sort him out."

Mia stood up furiously and kicked him to the ground with a loud yell, "I told you to fucking stop. Are you deaf?!"

He clutched his stomach, silenced, and quietly let go of me, retreating to the side.

Of course, I wasn't grateful for Mia's restraint.

Watching her face feign compassion, I laughed.

I laughed until I cried.

I laughed at my stupidity, laughing at how easily I was played, yet I was still unable to let go of this evil woman.

Mia's face softened. "Why do you have to be like this?"

She crouched down, trying to help me up, but I suddenly shoved her hard to the ground, glaring at her fiercely.

"Mia, you truly disgust me!

"It's one thing to play me, but to be so greedy, trying to steal my money and leave me penniless? You enjoy messing with me, don't you?"

Her outstretched hand froze in place, her face turning ugly. She turned her head and snorted coldly, "Of course, I'm happy. You're just a rat in the gutter now. I could squash you with a stomp.

"You have two choices! Either apologize and beg for my forgiveness, or go back to your cheap rental and be a lowly worker forever.

"You have three days to decide, let me know what you choose."