Chapter 4

"You’re just a cheap gigolo. How do you even have the nerve to speak to me? Sleeping with my woman... honestly, trashing this car is me being merciful."

"I should tear you limb from limb."

The more he spoke, the angrier he got. Ethan lunged at me.

The crowd immediately rushed in, but instead of stopping him, they held me back. They pinned my arms and legs, locking me in place.

Ethan’s fists landed on me over and over again.

By the time his arms got tired, he still wasn't satisfied. He grabbed a metal pipe and started smashing the car from front to back.

"Think you can sleep with my wife and get away with it? I'll show you what happens when you play big shot!"

Fortunately, the car was custom-built with high-grade materials, so it only sustained minor surface damage. Seeing this, Ethan waved his hand.

His pack of goons immediately joined the destruction.

"Brandon, you piece of trash! You dare disrespect Ethan? You're done!"

"Smash it, boys! Whoever smashes it hardest gets a massive bonus!" Ethan roared.

I watched them destroy the car coldly, not bothering to stop them.

The happier they were smashing it now, the harder they’d cry when it came time to pay.

"It's just a car. Smash it all you want. Just don't cry when the bill comes."

Hearing this, Ethan marched over and slapped me hard across the face.

One of his goons kicked my knees, forcing me to the ground. "Ethan, this idiot is still acting tough. What a clown."

Ethan spat right in my face.

"You act like this car actually belongs to you. I'm smashing my wife's car, you loser!"

Ethan glared at me. Suddenly, he reached into my inner jacket pocket and ripped out a small velvet box.

Inside was the pink diamond necklace I had just won at the auction. It was meant to be a birthday gift for my mother. It was worth fifteen million dollars.

"Oh, look at this. The gigolo has some nice jewelry!"

"The cut looks decent. It's probably cheap glass, though."

Ethan eyed me suspiciously.

"Where did you get this? It even has a fake certificate."

My heart sank. I had tracked this diamond necklace for six months before finally winning it at the auction.

My mother had once mentioned how much she loved it, and I bought it to fulfill her lifelong dream.

Even Chloe knew how much this necklace meant to me.

"Doesn't look entirely fake. Did you steal it?"

Ethan tossed the box up and down mockingly.

My heart leaped with every toss. "Ethan, if you touch that necklace, I swear I will make you regret ever being born."

"Ooh, look at him! He's threatening me! I'm so scared!"

Pinned to the ground, I couldn't move. My fists clenched so hard my knuckles cracked, my eyes bloodshot.

"Yeah, I'm shaking. Watch me touch it. What are you gonna do about it?"

Ethan threw the necklace high into the air and let it crash onto the concrete.

"You think you can threaten me? Who do you think you are?"

"Look at this. This is the watch Chloe bought me. It's worth way more than your piece of glass!"

Ethan proudly showed off his limited-edition Vacheron Constantin watch.

I recognized it instantly. Before our engagement, Chloe had bought it in front of me, saying it was an engagement gift for me. She never gave it to me, and I never asked.

It turned out she gave it to Ethan.

Using my money to buy an engagement gift for another man. I didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Even though I kept telling myself to let it go, Ethan's actions pushed me over the edge.

I clenched my fists, my nails digging deep into my palms. My eyes burned with pure fury.

"Oh, look, he’s crying. He’s jealous because Chloe bought me a million-dollar watch."

"This idiot really thought he was special. Talk about a reality check."

"Some diamond necklace! It can't even compare to Ethan's watch. It's probably just a piece of cheap glass from a chandelier."

The ruthless laughter of the crowd echoed in my ears. I couldn't take it anymore.

I struggled against the hands holding me down, pulled out my phone with a trembling hand, and dialed a number.

"Chloe. Get your ass over here right now!"