Chapter 4

The photo showed only a back.

Not even the head was in the shot.

She was indeed wearing a wedding dress.

And the hem of the wedding dress had already been lifted up onto her back.

It was easy to imagine what had just happened.

Or what was currently happening.

I zoomed in and searched bit by bit, but I found no useful information.

So I kept provoking him:

“Idiot, I can tell you’re not bragging.”

“But you don’t even dare photograph the back of her head, so how am I supposed to know whether the broad back under you belongs to some huge dude from the front, haha.”

After I said that, the people in the group started blindly stirring things up too.

“Exactly, bro, what kind of photo is this? We can’t even tell if it’s a man or a woman. You’re not really bragging, are you?”

“Could it be an AI picture, haha?”

“Record a video, record a video. We want to see a live video…”

The situation completely got out of control.

“Shut the fuck up, all of you. Did you all eat shit with those mouths? Believe it or don’t, I don’t care.”

…

A few seconds later, he still could not help but tag me in the group.

“No, bro, something’s off about you!”

“I feel like you’ve been provoking me this whole time. Fuck, did I really fuck your wife?”

“Or do you know my girlfriend…”

I did not reply right away and slowed myself down.

I knew he was starting to panic too.

After all, this was a local group.

Even if most people did not know each other, there was always a chance that someone nearby might recognize someone.

Who could stay calm and not be afraid when it felt like you had been caught by the actual partner while seducing someone in a relationship?

“Bro, why aren’t you talking? Do you really know my ex-girlfriend?”

Seeing that I had achieved my goal, I stopped scaring him.

“You’re overthinking it. I’m just from out of town and here to clear my head.”

“I joined a random group because I wanted locals nearby to recommend good food and fun places, but who knew I’d run into you bragging?”

While I kept him steady in the group, I privately added him as a friend.

What if he left the group and ran off in a bit?

The notification sounded quickly.

[The other party rejected your friend request.]

Rejected?

I added him again and attached a note:

[Accept it, or I’ll call the police and report you for spreading a woman’s private photos, and you won’t get away.]

This time, that man accepted my friend request very quickly.

“Bro, what exactly do you want?” he asked me directly in the private chat.

“Don’t overthink it. I’m just curious. If I don’t see what your girlfriend looks like, I really won’t be able to sleep tonight.”

“You don’t need to be scared either. I’m really not local, so there’s no way I know you or the bride under you. If you don’t believe me, you can check my Ins posts and see if you recognize me.”

I waited for a while, but the other side never replied.

I guessed they had really gone to look through my posts.

But I was not afraid, because the account and phone both belonged to Mason.

They would not find anything useful.

Besides, there was another point: they definitely would not dare make a big deal out of this.

So they could not run anymore.

“I can’t let you see my ex-girlfriend’s face. Ask for something else.”

The fish had taken the bait.

“Bro, that’s kind of stingy. You’re enjoying something that good yourself, and you won’t even let someone else take a look?”

“Ask for something else, or if you want a woman, I’ll pay to get you the best escort in town. How about that?”

“How can a paid escort be as exciting as your bride? Fine, if you won’t show her face, take a full-body shot so I can at least see her figure and satisfy my craving.”

Even if I could not see her face, as long as it was Chloe, I would be able to confirm it through other features.

Snap!

A full-body photo was sent over, showing her from the back.

I immediately zoomed in on the back of her head, because there was a mark there that could confirm whether she was Chloe…