When James yelled that I had called the police, he exploded with even more anger.“Mom, can you stop making things worse? Do you want me to hit rock bottom? Is that it?”James’s voice boomed, and the sheer force of his anger stunned his mom. She froze, staring at her son in disbelief as if she couldn’t process being treated this way. Then, as expected, she started crying, playing the victim. “I raised you all these years, and this is how you repay me? Do you know how hard it’s been for me?”On the other side, Lisa wasn’t staying quiet either. She grabbed James, her face full of disbelief.“You told me you broke up with Ms. Bernett two years ago! So why is your mom saying you just broke up—and because of me?”She wasn’t the only one shocked. Even I was stunned.At first, I thought Lisa didn’t know James had a girlfriend when she got involved with him. Later, when she reached out to meet me, I assumed she had figured out who I was and wanted to provoke me. But it turned out she’d b
When I opened the door, there stood Mrs. Sullivan, looking like a shadow of her former self. Losing her son had taken its toll - in just a few weeks, she'd aged considerably. She must be struggling financially now; her hair had gone gray at the temples, though she still wore the pearl necklace I'd given her.The moment she saw me, she practically collapsed against me, grabbing my arm while sobbing."Sarah dear, I'm so sorry for how I treated you before. I know you still care about James. He's always been fragile - I raised him alone, it wasn't easy. He can't suffer in prison! If you bail him out, I promise I'll never complain about anything again. Please, for old times' sake, help get him released."I yanked my hand away and asked, "Funny how you never thought of me during the good times, only now when there's trouble. You say raising James wasn't easy - was it easy for me being fooled by both of you? Doesn't James have a child on the way? Go ask the mother for help."I'd continued
The company was holding its third anniversary celebration, and as one of the founding employees, I made sure to dress my best for the occasion.Today wasn't just any company party - it was supposed to be the day James Sullivan would propose to me. We'd been together for three years, and when we first met, I'd given him $500,000 as startup capital for his company.Three years later, the company was thriving, and James had achieved his dream of becoming CEO. He told me he appreciated everything I'd done for him and wanted to propose at the anniversary party. I'd been looking forward to this day for so long.But reality came crashing down like a bucket of cold water. Instead of the proposal I'd been expecting, I watched as the new secretary took what should have been my moment in the spotlight.Her name was Lisa Garrett. Fresh out of college this year, she was sweet-faced with long, slender legs that turned heads. Within days of joining the company, she'd attracted quite a lot of admi
Sure enough, men really do change once they get money.Tonight, James and Lisa were the ones having all the fun.The snow was falling heavily, and a thin layer of ice had formed over the tire tracks on the road. A car was moving slowly along the street.I forced my nearly-frozen legs to run toward it - if I missed this one, I might actually freeze to death out here tonight.The owner turned out to be a kind-hearted, handsome guy. Maybe it was because I looked so pitiful - crying and freezing - but he invited me into his car.Once I was seated, he thoughtfully handed me a pack of tissues and asked casually, "Breakup?"I was surprised he could tell, but instead of saying anything, I let my actions answer.Noticing some bottles of liquor on the passenger seat, I picked one up and asked, "Can I drink this? I'll pay you."He replied nonchalantly, "Sure, but you'll have to pay extra if you mess up the car."With his permission, I started drinking straight from the bottle. "I'm letti
After that phone call with James, he didn't call again, only sending me one text telling me to rest well. At the time, I thought he had finally realized how badly he'd messed up, but now it's clear he still doesn't understand how much his actions hurt me.The very night I returned home, James showed up at my door. I stood thoughtfully by the entrance, listening to his pleading voice from outside for what felt like forever.It was already past eleven at night. Being a considerate neighbor, I finally opened the door.James stood there looking guilty, but when he saw me, his eyes lit up with barely contained joy as he reached out to hug me.Looking at all the gift boxes scattered on the ground, I felt a wave of disappointment wash over me.I instinctively stepped back from his attempt to embrace me. Now, I wasn't just disappointed - I was disgusted.James's smile turned awkward, but he pressed on: "I'm sorry, Sarah. It's all Lisa's fault. If she hadn't seduced me, I would never have
What a shock! Travis was actually my neighbor! But how could I not remember having such a dashing neighbor?This question was answered the next morning when I went out. A yellow sign in front of the elevator indicated it was under maintenance.The building had private elevators for each unit, so yesterday must have been when Travis's elevator was being serviced.I had to admit, there were quite a few coincidences between Travis and me.At work, I noticed Lisa paying unusually close attention to me, constantly watching me from the corner of her eye.She even copied my coffee order exactly and, despite not being on my team, somehow managed to worm her way into my meetings.I'd seen her type before - just like those mistresses in soap operas. Whatever the wife had, they'd demand the same, not because they actually wanted it, but out of pure spite!Too bad she had it all wrong. No matter how much she tried to provoke me, she was nothing but a clown, not worth my attention.I had mo
Lisa was young indeed. Though she might be considered mature for her age, I could still see a hint of naive foolishness in her eyes.It was that distinctive innocence of recent college graduates, still unpolished by real-world experience.I could tell she was uncomfortable being alone with me, but she quickly composed herself and spoke first, “Ms. Bernett, you don't mind that James and I are together, do you?"I honestly hadn't expected such directness from her. Straight to the point.Interesting.The answer was obvious - no one would be okay with their boyfriend openly finding a mistress. So I didn't answer her question.She continued unprompted, "I had many admirers in college and dated a few guys. But they were all immature, never caring about their future, only interested in having fun. One treated me like a trophy, becoming cold after I agreed to be his girlfriend. Another one had a great relationship with me, but changed completely after graduation, asking me to give up my
I left the clothes on Travis's desk and took a photo to send him. I wrote:"I picked this out specially yesterday. Hope you like it." Thinking that sounded too formal, I added a cute emoji - an adorable kitten with big, pleading eyes.After that, I went about my day.It wasn't until noon that Travis replied, "You certainly got people talking about me today."Got people talking? I knew I had good taste, but surely one piece of clothing couldn't create that much buzz.Confused, I sent back a simple "?"Travis called me right away."Were you serious about giving me this?""Of course! I ruined your clothes that night, remember? Do you like this one?""How could I not like something you gave me?"He hung up quickly, leaving me puzzled by his mysterious response. His voice had sounded different today too - unusually hoarse.He couldn't have caught COVID, could he?Working while sick - I had to admire his dedication.I'd finished most of my work for the day, and it was still early.
When I opened the door, there stood Mrs. Sullivan, looking like a shadow of her former self. Losing her son had taken its toll - in just a few weeks, she'd aged considerably. She must be struggling financially now; her hair had gone gray at the temples, though she still wore the pearl necklace I'd given her.The moment she saw me, she practically collapsed against me, grabbing my arm while sobbing."Sarah dear, I'm so sorry for how I treated you before. I know you still care about James. He's always been fragile - I raised him alone, it wasn't easy. He can't suffer in prison! If you bail him out, I promise I'll never complain about anything again. Please, for old times' sake, help get him released."I yanked my hand away and asked, "Funny how you never thought of me during the good times, only now when there's trouble. You say raising James wasn't easy - was it easy for me being fooled by both of you? Doesn't James have a child on the way? Go ask the mother for help."I'd continued
When James yelled that I had called the police, he exploded with even more anger.“Mom, can you stop making things worse? Do you want me to hit rock bottom? Is that it?”James’s voice boomed, and the sheer force of his anger stunned his mom. She froze, staring at her son in disbelief as if she couldn’t process being treated this way. Then, as expected, she started crying, playing the victim. “I raised you all these years, and this is how you repay me? Do you know how hard it’s been for me?”On the other side, Lisa wasn’t staying quiet either. She grabbed James, her face full of disbelief.“You told me you broke up with Ms. Bernett two years ago! So why is your mom saying you just broke up—and because of me?”She wasn’t the only one shocked. Even I was stunned.At first, I thought Lisa didn’t know James had a girlfriend when she got involved with him. Later, when she reached out to meet me, I assumed she had figured out who I was and wanted to provoke me. But it turned out she’d b
How embarrassing - I'd originally wanted to cook for him.Gradually, he was claiming a special place in my heart.James's face darkened further when he saw Travis, and his tone turned hostile, "What did you do to the company?"He had dark circles under his eyes and stubble on his chin, looking much more haggard than before. The more defeated he looked, the more satisfied I felt.I blinked innocently, "Mr. Sullivan, I've already resigned. I don't know what you're talking about."Furious, he spat out his cigarette and his eyes went wild. "It must be you - this is your revenge! If you can't be happy, you won't let me be happy either!"I hadn't expected James to have such a violent side. As he raised his fists, Travis stepped in, delivering a hard kick to James's chest. James seemed numb to pain, immediately tackling Travis as they started fighting.Terrified, I tried to break them up. Travis, worried about hurting me, lost his earlier intensity. He took several hits from James whil
As they say, drama follows when two women clash. No matter how nasty her words were, I had to endure it in public. A crowd had gathered, eager to watch us fight. I couldn't lose my dignity like this, especially with my best friend right there!After just a few exchanges, people in the crowd started whispering."Look at her in those designer clothes - what a gold digger!""Yeah, demanding a house after a breakup. If my son brought home such a materialistic girlfriend, I'd knock some sense into him.""Women these days are so lazy. Any pretty face just wants to find a rich man, tsk tsk."My face burned with embarrassment, but my tone hardened."Mrs. Sullivan, get your facts straight - this house was inherited from my mother. Your son hasn't paid a penny! In fact, he still owes me quite a bit. If you have money to shop, maybe save it for your son instead. Think he'll always have it so good? Let go of my hand!”I tried to leave with my friend, but she gripped my hand like a rabid dog
"That coat really suits you, you look like Kim Soo-hyun."As he walked in, he asked, "Who's Kim Soo-hyun?"I blocked his entrance, "A Korean actor - you wouldn't know him. I was such a fangirl when I was younger!""So if I remind you of him in this coat, does that make you my fangirl now?" he teased, trying to step inside."Better not come in yet - I'm out of disinfectant."Travis noticed my face mask and pressed his hand to my forehead. "Are you running a fever? You don't feel warm."I quickly swatted his hand away. "You've got COVID - we need to keep our distance."Travis couldn't help but laugh at my comment."I have COVID? That's news to me."Hearing that he wasn't infected, I felt a secret relief."Your voice was hoarse at lunch, so I thought... sorry about that."Travis suddenly moved closer, and I thought my comment had upset him. I started to apologize again, but he backed me into a corner, surrounding me with the faint smell of sanitizer.His face was barely inches
I left the clothes on Travis's desk and took a photo to send him. I wrote:"I picked this out specially yesterday. Hope you like it." Thinking that sounded too formal, I added a cute emoji - an adorable kitten with big, pleading eyes.After that, I went about my day.It wasn't until noon that Travis replied, "You certainly got people talking about me today."Got people talking? I knew I had good taste, but surely one piece of clothing couldn't create that much buzz.Confused, I sent back a simple "?"Travis called me right away."Were you serious about giving me this?""Of course! I ruined your clothes that night, remember? Do you like this one?""How could I not like something you gave me?"He hung up quickly, leaving me puzzled by his mysterious response. His voice had sounded different today too - unusually hoarse.He couldn't have caught COVID, could he?Working while sick - I had to admire his dedication.I'd finished most of my work for the day, and it was still early.
Lisa was young indeed. Though she might be considered mature for her age, I could still see a hint of naive foolishness in her eyes.It was that distinctive innocence of recent college graduates, still unpolished by real-world experience.I could tell she was uncomfortable being alone with me, but she quickly composed herself and spoke first, “Ms. Bernett, you don't mind that James and I are together, do you?"I honestly hadn't expected such directness from her. Straight to the point.Interesting.The answer was obvious - no one would be okay with their boyfriend openly finding a mistress. So I didn't answer her question.She continued unprompted, "I had many admirers in college and dated a few guys. But they were all immature, never caring about their future, only interested in having fun. One treated me like a trophy, becoming cold after I agreed to be his girlfriend. Another one had a great relationship with me, but changed completely after graduation, asking me to give up my
What a shock! Travis was actually my neighbor! But how could I not remember having such a dashing neighbor?This question was answered the next morning when I went out. A yellow sign in front of the elevator indicated it was under maintenance.The building had private elevators for each unit, so yesterday must have been when Travis's elevator was being serviced.I had to admit, there were quite a few coincidences between Travis and me.At work, I noticed Lisa paying unusually close attention to me, constantly watching me from the corner of her eye.She even copied my coffee order exactly and, despite not being on my team, somehow managed to worm her way into my meetings.I'd seen her type before - just like those mistresses in soap operas. Whatever the wife had, they'd demand the same, not because they actually wanted it, but out of pure spite!Too bad she had it all wrong. No matter how much she tried to provoke me, she was nothing but a clown, not worth my attention.I had mo
After that phone call with James, he didn't call again, only sending me one text telling me to rest well. At the time, I thought he had finally realized how badly he'd messed up, but now it's clear he still doesn't understand how much his actions hurt me.The very night I returned home, James showed up at my door. I stood thoughtfully by the entrance, listening to his pleading voice from outside for what felt like forever.It was already past eleven at night. Being a considerate neighbor, I finally opened the door.James stood there looking guilty, but when he saw me, his eyes lit up with barely contained joy as he reached out to hug me.Looking at all the gift boxes scattered on the ground, I felt a wave of disappointment wash over me.I instinctively stepped back from his attempt to embrace me. Now, I wasn't just disappointed - I was disgusted.James's smile turned awkward, but he pressed on: "I'm sorry, Sarah. It's all Lisa's fault. If she hadn't seduced me, I would never have