This Goddess, I Don't Want Her Anymore

I immersed myself in sadness for several days and finally finished handling my grandpa's funeral.

Only then did my mind start to be clear.

During that period, Christa didn't call me once, and I didn't contact her either.

The dorm manager had started urging me to pick up my luggage. When I arrived at school with dark eye circles, many passing classmates pointed at me and whispered about me.

Everyone knew that I had been pursuing Christa for the past few years, and yesterday's proposal venue I set up made me well-known.

Almost the entire school knew that the female lead of the proposal not only didn't come but also had cuckolded me.

As expected, I was surrounded as soon as I arrived at the dorm. Fortunately, Matthew locked the door in time.

Everyone in the dorm was busy with their things, and no one spoke for a while.

Just as I was about to finish packing up, my phone rang. It was Christa.

I hung up and blocked her number directly, then continued packing.

Afterward, Matthew handed me his phone. I glanced at it and hung up directly.

"Not bad, Dylan."

I remained silent, and in a short while, Christa had called all the people in my dorm.

Helpless, I had no choice but to answer the phone.

"Dylan Baker, what do you mean? That day, I was really busy..."

"Let's get to the point."

"Are you guys picking up your luggage today? I have to work and I can't go. Can you help Joseph get his? He has been in poor health since he was young and can't carry such heavy things.

"And get my things too. Will you?"

Before she finished speaking, I hung up directly and returned the phone to Luke Turner.

"Not bad, Dylan. You finally act like a man."

I didn't say anything. I was holding the garbage ready to throw it downstairs, but as soon as I opened the door, I heard Joseph and another boy talking.

"Joseph, you're really amazing. This time you've tricked Dylan. He must never have expected that he would be a part of your relationship with Christa."

"Huh, Christa is just playing with his emotions. If it weren't for him being obedient and giving gifts, Christa wouldn't even bother with him. He's a poor boy who wants a fairy-like girl. How ridiculous!"

To train me, my parents made me earn my tuition and living expenses in college.

So, I gave them the wrong impression, making them think I was a poor boy.

"Now everyone knows that Dylan is just a simp for Christa."

"Didn't you see how cowardly Dylan was? His girlfriend was with someone else, but he did nothing and just walked away with his head down, hahaha."

After Joseph finished speaking, the two of them stood in the corridor laughing.

I clenched my fists, with the sounds from that day echoing in my mind.

Just then, Joseph saw me and walked straight toward me.

"Did Christa just tell you to come and help me with my luggage?

"I was talking to you. Didn't you hear me? Do you still want to be with Christa or not..."

Before he finished speaking, I swung a punch at him.

He looked at me in disbelief.

"What are you doing? Believe me, I will tell Christa about it."

As soon as I heard that name, I couldn't help it anymore. I kicked him to the ground and sat on him in no time.

I grabbed his neck tightly, my eyes bloodshot.

Watching him struggle desperately, I only had one thought, to kill him.

"You and Christa are really a perfect match. You two better be together forever and not harm others."

Those in the corridor were dumbfounded by the situation.

The guy who was talking to Joseph just now came over to separate us, pushing me to the ground. Matthew and the others heard it and ran out of our dorm.

In a moment, the corridor was in chaos.

And there was only one thought in my mind.

I wanted Christa and Joseph to pay the price. I wanted them to have a taste of being betrayed by their loved ones and feel worse than death.