Ever since I switched to the new office, Harrison no longer showed up in front of me. He still texted me every day, but I always sent him the same reply."When can you return my apartment to me?"I only chose not to blacklist his number so that he could let me know when he was ready to move out of my apartment. However, he avoided answering me.I wasn't in a rush. I'd already hired a lawyer, so I wasn't afraid that he would refuse to move out.One day, Harrison texted me to ask what Mom liked eating. Mystified, I couldn't even be bothered to respond.That night, he told me he wanted to discuss returning the apartment to me. He invited me out to a café in the neighborhood and even told me he had a surprise for me.All I cared about was the apartment. I wasn't keen on having coffee with him, so I replied, "That won't be necessary. I'll come over right now. Whatever you have to say, you can do it in the apartment."I didn't realize that the text didn't go through because of poor ce
Three days later, Harrison told me I could come over to reclaim my apartment. When I got there, Anna had just been driven out. She and her repulsive mother were clutching a bunch of things and wailing outside the apartment building.Anna's mother kept clutching all the passersby and crying to them about my heinous misdeeds. According to her, I was an evil hag who used money to win Harrison's heart before getting him to kick Anna out. Thanks to me, she and Anna, the poor mother-daughter duo, had no place to go and had to live on the streets now. Fortunately, the property management office had previously gotten the word out about the real situation. Most of the neighbors knew what Anna and her mother had done, so no one showed them any sympathy. On the contrary, they were all pleased that I was coming back.Since no one was helping them, and with the security guards eyeing them, Anna and her mother clung to each other and left.The only person left for me to deal with was Harrison.
With my car parked on the side of the road, I was just about to send my boyfriend, Harrison Leach, a text when I got rear-ended."Harry, my mom's flying in late. I'm waiting for her outside the airport. I know you're working overtime, so you don't have to worry about us. Just focus on your work."I didn't even get to press send before a loud bang rang out. The force from the collision bumped my car several yards forward. Even my phone flew out of my hands.The pain from banging my head against the steering wheel made me wince. Still reeling from the shock, I stuck my head out of the window—only to realize that the car that bumped into mine was the Maybach I bought and had fully paid for already three months ago.Although the car was registered to my name, Harrison was the one who used it. He'd told me he had to work late today and refused to accompany me while I received my mother at the airport, who'd made the trip just to meet him.But seeing as how he'd shown up here at the air
When I first bought the Maybach, Harrison told me it wasn't right for a woman to drive such an expensive car. It would be such a heartache if I damaged it. He proceeded to suggest that he be the one to drive it, saying that I could just be a passenger princess.He claimed that I'd be the subject of everyone's envy if they saw how handsome and rich he was as my boyfriend.I thought he had a point. So, before I even drove it myself, I handed the keys over to him.Yet, he had never once driven me anywhere. Whenever I asked him to come and pick me up, he'd find a reason to turn me down.The company I worked for was quite a distance from my house, and relying on the subway wasn't the most convenient option. As a result, I bought a secondhand Volkswagen Beetle a few days ago to get around more easily.Worried that Harrison would feel bad, I didn't tell him about it just yet.Alas, even though I always made my decisions in his best interests, all I got in return was this. He'd betrayed
Mom looked at my car in disdain."What kind of junk car are you driving? Look at what they drove off in. It was a Maybach! How grand indeed. A car like that costs hundreds of thousands!"I smiled wryly. Mom had no clue I paid for that Maybach. She'd probably faint in anger if she found out.During the drive, I dared not meet her gaze. I was scared I'd fail to hold my tears back. She kept chastising me the whole time. She said I wasn't getting any younger and hoped I could find someone to spend the rest of my life with.When I first got together with Harrison, I'd happily called Mom up and shared the good news. She immediately booked a plane ticket to come and meet him, her future son-in-law. However, he said he was busy that day and had to go on a business trip the next day. He used all kinds of excuses to refuse to see her. He even refused to answer my calls.Mom stuck around for two weeks, but even so, she never got to meet him. In the end, she had to leave in disappointment. Sh
Before the call even connected, Harrison anxiously stepped out of the apartment and glowered at me with such rage that his face looked contorted."Vivian, if you keep causing a fuss like this, there won't be any turning back!"Eyeing him and his repulsive demeanor in contempt, I started wondering why I'd been blind enough to fall for a guy like him.When he saw that I was ignoring him, he hastily grabbed my phone and tossed it onto the ground, stomping on it for good measure.Perhaps I'd kept my emotions pent up for too long. Though usually calm, I exploded in anger. I didn't bother wasting my breath on him. Instead, I raised my bag to smash him in the head.Harrison dodged the attack, and the bag made a loud thump as it crashed against the wall. Terrified, he fled at once. Once he got to the elevator, he turned around and wagged his finger at me in outrage."Just you wait, Vivian! I'll get the property management to chase you out of here!"He'd probably been putting on an act f
Harrison stood there with a gloat on his face as he waited for the security guards to haul me out of the apartment, but when nothing happened, he began to get restless.He turned around and shot Jerry a look, saying, "What's going on? Are you refusing to comply with a house owner's request? What am I paying you for?"Jerry and I got along fairly well. He shot me a conflicted look before responding tentatively, "Mr. Leach, if I'm not mistaken, Ms. Stewart is the owner of this apartment."As soon as he said that, Anna froze in shock. She stared at Harrison in disbelief. Tears welled up in her eyes as she asked, "Harrison, does this apartment not belong to you?"Eyeing the car keys in my hand, her tone became even more aggrieved. "What about the car? You said you were giving it to me, but she snatched the keys away."Anna threw her arms around Harrison and started sobbing even more sadly."Harrison, can you get your ex-girlfriend to give everything to me? Since she's so rich, she ca