Giving Payback to My Cheating Ex-FianceeChapter 1
The night before our wedding, my fiancée came into the bridal room with eight young men. She said they were staying the night.
I stepped forward and charged, raising my fist to hit each one of them to the last man.
Suddenly, my fiancée stood in between us and said with a serious tone. “You can hit the others, but not him!”
“Why not?” I said, before kicking the last man down the stairs.
With that, my fiancée personally had me arrested. I was sentenced to three years in jail.
On the day I was released, she came to pick me up. At that time, she was pushing a wheelchair. In the chair sat a familiar face—the same man that I kicked before going in to prison.
“I was wrong back then,” the man said with tears. “You pushed me down the stairs and I broke my leg. Steph simply felt sorry for me and cared in the last three years. We are engaged now. And, we will leave soon—I have our plane tickets.”
Then, I noticed, my ex's small pregnant belly. I said coldly, “Fine.”
Those I failed to kill three years ago—I'd make them all pay.
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The moment Timothy heard my words, his eyes turned red.