Chapter 3

At night, after I got out of the shower, I picked up my phone and saw a message from Henry.

Henry: [Evelyn, we've been in love for at least eight years. Don't push me over the brink, okay?]

Henry: [You gave me this gallery, but how can you take back what you gave me?]

Henry: [Evelyn, you're disgusting. You've wasted eight years of my life. No wonder your parents didn't want you, because you're cold-blooded and selfish.]

When I saw the third message, I couldn't help but directly put Henry on my blacklist.

I regretted uncontrollably that I hadn't blacklisted Henry sooner, giving him the opportunity to hurt me again.

My parents were my eternal pain and hatred.

When I was 5 years old, my parents got divorced, but neither of them wanted me, so I was eventually awarded to my father.

When my mother left, she didn't care about me anymore, and she just disappeared.

My father, on the other hand, disappeared on the excuse of going out to work and leaving me with my grandmother.

My elderly grandmother and I lived until I was ten years old with government assistance, and my grandmother died after a fall.

Later, I was sent to an orphanage.

In the orphanage, I was bullied many times because I was small and weak.

I didn't have a happy childhood, and Henry knew it.

Since the beginning of our relationship, I had told Henry everything.

Unexpectedly, my honesty had now become a bayonet in Henry's hand, stabbing me unmercifully.

Henry kept saying that I wasted eight years of his life, that I was cold-blooded and ruthless.

But I was obviously the one who paid for those eight years.

I paid for Henry's expenses during his three years of college. While others were working and studying half-time, he was already living a good life without worrying about food or clothing with my support. He used an expensive laptop, wore celebrity clothes and designer watches.

After graduation, Henry didn't want to work and focused on his painting skills. Although he had no talent, as long as he liked it, I always helped him with money.

For the past eight years, Henry hadn't earned a cent, and even when he invited me to dinner and bought me gifts, he used the pocket money I gave him.

If it meant he wasted eight years, I would have wasted my whole life.

I didn't intend to settle with Henry, and I did give him a gallery. It wasn't that I couldn't afford to give him, but he didn't appreciate it and insisted on bringing Janet to see me.

It was obviously all about him messing around, but he said I was ruthless in the end when I just asked for my stuff back.

That was it.

As I dried my tears, I slapped myself.

I was disappointed in myself for crying for a man like Henry.

As I threw away my cell phone, I lay down in my soft bed and drifted off to sleep.

I seemed to feel someone knocking on the window at midnight, which woke me up.

I lived on the third floor, but why was there a sound of knocking on the window? Could it be a bird?

I got up, went to the window, and opened the curtains. A face with hair hanging down appeared in front of me.

"Ah!"

The scream resounded through the building as I slammed the curtains shut and fell to the ground.

I was still in shock when the police arrived.

There was long since nothing outside the window. The police officers responsibly checked my entire house, and they finally got a clue from the surveillance.

That night, someone had used a drone to dangle something that flew outside my window and hovered there for a long time.

As the police asked me who I had offended recently, Henry and Janet were the first people I could think of.

By the time they were taken into the police station, Henry was bewildered, but Janet was quite calm and even raised her eyebrows at me.

I almost immediately concluded that it was her.

But when the police questioned Janet, she denied it entirely and had an alibi.

As Janet was leaving, she gestured at me in a provocative manner.

The police reassured me that they would continue to investigate and would let me know if there was any news.

On the way back, I called my assistant and asked her to find someone to help me investigate Janet.

Janet dared to provoke me in public at the police station, so I didn't think she would let it go. I believed that I could protect myself better if I knew my enemy and myself.

The assistant quickly found out the result. She sent the information to me just as I arrived home.

Sure enough, Janet socialized a lot, so she dated men on all occasions.

Janet wasn't a nice person, and almost all of her boyfriends were rich guys. She would ask them for money, and when they broke up, she wouldn't forget to ask for a breakup fee.

No wonder she would bring Henry to me for the breakup fee, so it turned out she was a repeat offender.

I thought I should repay Janet. She had already treated me so badly, so I couldn't make her life too comfortable.

So I sent a message to everyone as the information surveyed.

After a while, my cell phone was ringing off the hook.

I didn't have time to read the message on my phone for a while as I hurriedly packed some clothes and drove to the hotel.

When I got to the hotel, I asked the waitress to get me a bag of chips. I sat cross-legged on the bed and started adding the WhatsApp accounts of these ex-boyfriends of Janet's.

Janet was awesome. She had dated at least five boyfriends a year, and there were already over twenty men in the chat group.

No sooner had I said something than some of the men in the chat group introduced themselves or started discussing the timeline of their relationships.

I was just watching the fun.

There were still two men, Alan and Kevin, who were dating Janet.

I was stunned. With Henry included, wouldn't Janet be dating three men?

It was already quite lively in the chat group, and everyone was planning how to get back at Janet.

A man said angrily: [Why should the rich man like us end up being fooled by a poor woman? Let's kill her.]

I had to say something: [Men, I asked you to come here to reveal Janet's true nature and to prevent anyone else from falling for her scam. Don't get anyone killed or hurt me.]

They calmed down a lot after I finished speaking.

Alan and Kevin were deciding to make time for a date with Janet. Then, they were going to show up together to catch Janet in the act and see what else Janet would say.

The other men had discussed suing Janet together to get their breakup money back, and they also wanted to see what the two men would do to her.

I read the messages in the group from the beginning to the end and realized that there was one man who had never said a word.

However, I soon put that doubt behind me. Because the two men couldn't hold back for a moment, and they immediately went into action.

Of course I wouldn't miss such an exciting thing.