Chapter 3

"What? Jace, you're still spending money on her?"

"Didn't I say your money can only be spent on me!"

Vivian's tears came instantly, leaving Jace flustered like a clueless boy.

He could only turn and threaten me.

"Help me explain. I'll unfreeze your bank card."

I didn't hesitate for a second. "Vivian, you've misunderstood. He's never spent a penny on me."

"I even thought his monthly salary was only three thousand, and I gave him an extra thousand for household expenses every month."

Vivian smiled satisfactorily, hugging Jace's waist coquettishly.

The two flirted while my mother couldn't wait.

"Jace, the bank card!"

After watching him unfreeze it, I immediately rushed to the hospital.

Mom had already fallen into a coma. I transferred all one hundred thousand from the card to the bank, but still needed another hundred thousand.

I begged bosses from various jobs but only scraped together thirty thousand.

My last hope could only rest with Jace.

"Jace, I'm still seventy thousand short. Consider it a loan. I'll definitely pay you back later. Please let my mother get treatment, okay?"

Before Jace could speak, Vivian panicked.

"No way! I've seen plenty of materialistic women like you who'll do anything for money, even using your mother's illness as an excuse. How shameless!"

"I'm not lying..."

I was about to confront her when I turned and saw broken pieces in the corner.

I immediately lunged over.

Tears fell uncontrollably as I roared, "Who did this! Who did this!"

Vivian giggled. "Hehe, my hand slipped accidentally. You won't blame me, will you?"

The pain in my heart nearly made me pass out.

Jace stood protectively in front of Vivian. "Vivian hasn't seen this kind of camera before. She was just curious and took a closer look. It was an accident."

I slowly stood up, staring hard at his face.

"Jace, you know this is the only thing my father left me. You know how much I treasure it normally. And now you're treating me like an idiot with simple words like 'accident' and 'didn't mean to'?"

Jace's initially reluctant expression showed a hint of impatience.

"What more do you want?"

Vivian leaned close to my ear. "I know why you fell hopelessly in love with Jace."

"There's something you don't know. The hit-and-run driver who killed your father was me."

"I was a minor then. Jace didn't want me to go to prison, so he ran away with me."

"Helping you later was just to clean up my mess. Did you really think anyone would help you that selflessly?"

My eyes turned red as I slapped Vivian hard across the face.

Vivian screamed as I was pushed to the ground.

"Vivian, are you okay?"

Vivian said nothing, just looked at Jace with red, pitiful eyes.

Jace immediately grabbed me and shoved me into a small room.

The door locked from outside. I crawled over using my hands and feet, but was already locked inside.

"Jace, let me out!"

"My mother is still waiting for me. I can't waste time here."

I screamed hoarsely, nearly desperate.

"Jace, if anything happens to my mother, I'll hate you forever!"

Jace's cold voice came through. "What could happen to your mom? She's been on medication for three years and hasn't died yet."

"I think I've been too good to you. You need to be taught a lesson."

I slumped powerlessly to the floor. Was this his idea of being good to me?

Even our first meeting was a lie.

Now I felt like I was standing in fog, seeing Jace less and less clearly.

Then my phone rang.

"Ms. Shaw, your mother couldn't be resuscitated. Please accept our condolences."