The Bloodsucker Boyfriend and His Family

Leah hadn't held back with her slap, and it wasn't long before a bright red handprint bloomed across my cheek.

"Hmph, serves you right! That's what you get for pissing off my mom!"

Jonathan's first reaction wasn't to express concern over my injury, but to stand beside his mother with a sneer as he kicked me while I was down.

How had I never realized what an off-putting mama's boy Jonathan was?

In an instant, I felt both aggrieved and angry. Tears slipped down my face before I could stop them, though I wasn't sure if it was from the pain of my stinging cheek or my broken heart.

From childhood till now, not even my parents had ever hit me.

Never would I have ever imagined that I would be slapped by Jonathan's mother, all because I refused to be a pushover and allow them to spend my money.

How could such shameless people exist? They were the ones staying in my house and spending my money, yet they still had the audacity to treat me so harshly. Not only did they scold me, but they even slapped me.

Fine. I must have been blind and stupid to have treated this shameless mother-son duo with utmost sincerity in the past.

Seeing that I had gone quiet, Leah shook her hand before saying in a smug tone, "That was just to teach you a small lesson. If you've realized the error of your ways, then hurry up and unfreeze our card."

Unfreeze their card? To hell with that!

Wiping the tears from my face, I charged straight to their room and stuffed all their belongings into two ratty sacks. Then, I tossed the sacks out of the house, right before their eyes.

"Think I'm a doormat, do you? How dare you two still be so arrogant when you're the ones sucking me dry? I'm not only going to cancel your card, but I'm kicking you out! This is my home, and neither of you has any right to stay here! Get the hell out of my house!"

Jonathan and Leah widened their eyes in shock as they stared at me in disbelief.

I wasn't surprised at their reaction. After all, I was usually sweet-natured and docile toward them. This was the first time I had ever raged against them in such a manner.

"Cass, could you stop with the tantrum?" Though the words were still meant to lecture me, Jonathan's tone had noticeably softened. "Mom just said a few harsh words to you. Is there really a need to be so petty?"

"I'm not throwing a tantrum! I'm being dead serious. I want you and your mother out of my house right this instant!"

I'd been blind to how ungrateful they were before, but now that I saw things clearly, I certainly wouldn't allow them to step all over me again.

At last, Leah snapped back to her senses. Upon realizing that she had indeed been cowed by my earlier words, she raised her voice again, shrilling several octaves higher, "Cassie, you dare speak to Jon and I in that tone? Are you rebelling now?"

Turning to Jonathan, she went on, "Jon, I told you long ago that you had to keep a tighter leash on Cassie! Look at how bold she's gotten! Not only does she dare to shout at us, but she's even chasing us out of the house!

"What terrible luck for us to end up with a troublemaker! If she's already like this before she marries into the family, I can't imagine what she'll be like once she does!"

I coldly interrupted Leah's theatrics. "This is my house, so why wouldn't I dare? You two, on the other hand, truly are beyond shameless! You're living under my roof, yet you still think you can yell at me! Hurry up and leave! Or I'll call the cops and have you two dragged out!"

My threat immediately silenced Leah, while Jonathan decided to take the softer approach.

In a cajoling tone, he said, "Alright, alright. Cass, don't be mad. Mom and I will leave, but could you give us a few days? You know I'm unemployed and have no income, so even if we wanted to move out right away, we can't.

"How about you let us stay for several more days? Then, once I find a house, we'll move out immediately. Cass, I'm begging you. Please?"