Chapter 4

In the moment of freefall, I saw Blake’s horrified expression.

I smiled, fantasizing almost hysterically.

If I fell and was smashed to pieces, would he regret it?

Would he and Avril be wracked with guilt, unable to sleep for the rest of their lives?

But falling from the third floor wouldn't kill me.

Several of my ribs broke, piercing my lungs.

The excruciating physical pain meant I couldn't die, but I couldn't truly live either.

After the emergency treatment, Blake sat beside me.

“Was it worth it?”

“Lester, the baby was gone already. What’s the point of scaring people by jumping out a window?”

His voice was laced with impatience and annoyance.

As if I was a burden he could never shake off.

I managed a bitter smile, my voice raw.

“What good would scaring you do?”

“Blake, you’re an asshole.”

“An asshole who couldn't even accept his own child.”

The patience vanished from his face, replaced by endless coldness.

“Blame yourself for not being more careful.”

“No matter how much someone forced you, you still opened your legs.”

A single dismissive sentence denied everything from the past, each word a sharp knife torturing my heart.

I suddenly felt exhausted.

“Let’s break up.”

“I’ll let you and Avril be together.”

He froze, staring at me blankly for a long time without making a sound.

I didn't look at him, pulling out my phone and calling Avril.

She arrived quickly.

“Blake, go outside for a bit. Lester and I need to talk.”

He looked at me, and in the end, said nothing. Only the two of us remained in the room.

I looked at her, my voice ethereal.

“Are you satisfied? Then and now, you've destroyed me.”

She smiled, a hint of tears in her eyes.

“I didn't want to do it.”

“But only by giving you to Johnny could I escape.”

I closed my eyes. My heart, which should have been aching, felt numb.

She continued.

“Lester, I’ve always felt guilty towards you.”

“That’s why I won't completely steal Blake away.”

“It’s just a game. Once I’m done, I’ll give him back to you.”

Years of accumulated hatred erupted instantly.

I suddenly laughed, this time without hesitation.

Dragging my weakened body, I lunged at Avril.

With a powerful thrust, I plunged the cold, gleaming knife into her stomach.

She screamed for help in pain.

When Blake pushed open the door, Avril had already fainted.

All the color drained from his face. He violently kicked me away.

“Lester, you’re trying to kill her! Are you crazy?”

I wiped the blood from my face, my voice eerily calm.

“She owed me this.”

Blake’s grim gaze fell upon my face.

He picked up Avril, who was covered in blood, and gritted his teeth.

“This isn’t over.”

But I slapped the signed divorce papers onto his chest.

“Between you and me, our scores are settled.”

He stared at the signature page, his eyes trembling.

“Lester, are you serious?”

He was about to say more, but Avril in his arms groaned in pain.

“The baby… will the baby be okay…”

The panic in his eyes vanished. He took a deep breath.

“We’ll talk when I get back.”

This time, he didn't hesitate.

I suppressed the heartache, letting out a bleak laugh.

That day would never come.

I wiped away my tears, ready to head straight to the airport.

But as I stepped out, I bumped into someone, and my body uncontrollably trembled, my steps faltering.

Avril’s baby was gone.

But Blake was absent-minded, frequently thinking about the divorce papers.

After staying until Avril woke up, he felt increasingly uneasy. He turned and rushed to find me.

But as he pushed open the door.

The scene that met his eyes made him utterly collapse.