It was my fifth birthday with Brooks Sterling, and like every year before, I sat alone, watching a table full of gourmet food turn cold. Brooks had promised, as he always did, that we’d celebrate together. And as always, he broke that promise. This year, the excuse was his childhood friend, Piper, who wanted to do a photoshoot. She invited him and his three best friends to be in it, and once again, he abandoned me without a second thought to rush to her side. At 11:00 PM, Piper posted a photo on her social media, visible only to me. In the picture, four men in nothing but boxer briefs and bow ties were kneeling on one knee, surrounding a woman clad only in a sheer veil. The caption read: "The little cupcake some people can't have, I have the whole bakery." I took a screenshot of the post and sent it to the girlfriends of Brooks's three friends. Since you all look down on me so much, I hope you never have to kneel and beg me for anything in the future. 1 I stared calmly at the photo on my phone, feeling something inside me quietly shatter. In the picture, warm yellow light cascaded down, making the four men—dressed only in black boxer briefs and exquisite Windsor knot bow ties—look like Greek gods. They knelt on one knee, encircling a woman with eyes full of submission and loyalty, looking up at her as if she were a queen on a pedestal. The woman was draped only in a sheer black veil that was almost transparent. Her curvaceous figure was visible beneath the fabric, exuding a raw, unbridled desire. Her expression was haughty, her presence commanding and impossible to ignore. The caption was a deliberate provocation. "The little cupcake some people can't have, I have the whole bakery." Looking at the cold food on the table, then back at the image of Brooks and his three best friends looking like domesticated pets, I suddenly wasn't angry anymore. Knowing it wasn't worth it, what was there to be angry about? First, I liked Piper's post. Then I commented below: "A bitch and dogs, a match made in heaven." After commenting, I took a screenshot of the post and saved it, then sent it individually to the girlfriends of Brooks's three best friends. Just as I finished taking the screenshot, the post magically disappeared. About ten minutes later, a flood of messages poured into my phone. I turned on my screen. Brooks's three friends had sent me messages. Liam: "Sienna, are you sick in the head? What does me helping Piper with a photoshoot have to do with you? You actually told my girlfriend? Why is your mouth so cheap? Now she's blowing up at me, are you happy?" Mason: "Sienna, you crazy bitch! What did I ever do to you? Why did you send that to my girlfriend? If you have nothing better to do, go die. Don't start drama here!" Ethan: "Stupid bitch! Your reach is pretty long, isn't it? Did I dig up your ancestral grave in a past life? I hope your whole family gets hit by a car when they walk out the door!" Reading the vile insults from the three of them, I opened the chat box to retort when Brooks's call came through. I pressed answer, and Brooks's exasperated voice came through the speaker: "Sienna, what kind of crazy stunt are you pulling in the middle of the night?" "Because you went and tattled, now Liam and the others' girlfriends are all demanding breakups. Do you know how much trouble you've caused? Are you so twisted that you can't stand to see others happy?" "Now Piper is crying from guilt, and it's all your fault!" "I don't care what you're doing right now. Get your ass over here and explain everything, then apologize to Piper. Otherwise, don't expect me to let you off easy next time." "Piper is crying?" "Of course! If you hadn't made Piper cry, would I be this angry with you? I've spoiled you too much. You're getting more and more unreasonable." "Is she still wearing that mosquito net that can't even cover her headlights while she's crying? Are you guys still wearing those matching black briefs while you comfort her?" Brooks's voice suddenly became unnatural: "Sienna, stop being so unreasonable. I don't know what you're talking about." "Really?" I sent him the screenshot of the post directly: "Brooks, when Piper dressed so sluttily for the photoshoot, did you guys get turned on?" Brooks hung up the phone immediately. 2 I guess he didn't expect Piper to secretly post a picture to spite me, and Piper probably didn't expect me to screenshot it and send it to the other three's girlfriends. Seeing him hang up, I sent him a message: "Why did you hang up on me? Why aren't you questioning me anymore?" The screen showed he was typing, but I never received the message. With no other choice, I posted the screenshot and the chat logs of Liam and the others cursing me onto my social media timeline. Caption: "Even if no one is with me, happy birthday to me." It was already midnight, my birthday was over, but my timeline became active because of this photo. Many of my friends liked and commented on my post. "Whoa! Brooks went to be with someone else on your birthday? Sienna, you met a scumbag, didn't you?" "Don't be mad, Sienna. If he won't celebrate your birthday, we will." "Brooks usually looks so decent. How wild is he playing? Is this four jacks and a queen?" "OMG! She dares to wear that? Dressing like that and posting it on social media, is she trying to solicit customers?" Ten minutes after I posted, Liam's girlfriend joined the fray. She also posted the screenshot and announced her breakup directly. "Today Liam can wear a pair of briefs to accompany her for a photoshoot, tomorrow he can strip naked and roll in the sheets with her. A worn-out shoe deserves a rotten sock. You lapdog, go lick your rotten abalone." My already buzzing timeline became even more crowded because of Liam's girlfriend's self-disclosure. In just five minutes, the likes on her post exceeded a hundred. Even so, Brooks still didn't give me any reply. But I am not a silent heroine in a novel who never speaks her mind. So, in the middle of the night, I sent the screenshot directly to Brooks's parents. Now, Brooks finally stuck his head out of his turtle shell. Early the next morning, I received a call from Brooks's mother. "Sienna, can you come over?" "Your uncle and I saw that photo. I think there must be some misunderstanding. Come over, and let's clear things up." "After all, you two have been together for so many years, and you're about to get married. Why make things so difficult?" "Auntie, you saw the photo. I don't think there's any misunderstanding." "You've seen how I've treated Brooks all these years. I don't think I've done anything wrong by him. I love him, but that doesn't mean he can rely on my feelings for him to hurt me without fear." After all, she was an elder, and I couldn't be too disrespectful: "I'll get ready and come over in a bit." After hanging up, I put on simple makeup and drove out. When I arrived at the Sterling villa, Brooks's parents were already waiting at the door. Brooks stood behind them, head bowed like a frosted eggplant. I got out of the car, and just as I closed the door, a black sports car suddenly rushed out from an angle and headed straight for me. "Sienna, look out!" Seeing the sports car about to hit me, Brooks rushed over and pushed me out of the way with a flying leap. "Bang!" I fell to the ground and saw Brooks fly into the air. 3 The sports car fled, and Brooks was rushed to the hospital. He pushed me away in the nick of time, but he was hit in the legs by the black sports car. Both of his legs were fractured, but his life was not in danger. Looking at Brooks lying in the hospital bed with casts on both legs, I was calm. Before yesterday, if I saw him hurt like this, especially because of me, I don't know how guilty and remorseful I would be. If it were the me from before yesterday, I would probably throw myself on him and cry my heart out, wishing I could take his place. But now, I was glad he pushed me away so I only suffered minor injuries. Brooks, who had just finished surgery, was still very weak, his face pale as a ghost. His eyes fell on me, a faint light in them: "Sienna, I'm glad you're okay." I didn't take his bait: "Brooks, do you know what day yesterday was?" There was impatience in his tone: "Sienna, I'm hurt. I got hurt for you. Can't you see that?" "I'm hurt this bad. If it weren't for me, you'd be the one lying here today. How can you be so cold-blooded? At a time like this, you're still thinking about your stupid birthday. You're too selfish." Brooks's mother on the side also looked at me reproachfully: "Yes, Sienna. Brooks got hurt for you. He's your savior and your fiancé. How can you talk to him like that?" "You still know I'm your future daughter-in-law? I thought you had already set your sights on someone else." I looked at Brooks in the hospital bed: "Answer my question. What day was yesterday?" Brooks was like a deflated ball: "Yesterday was your birthday, okay?" "Sienna, I just didn't spend your birthday with you. Is it necessary to hold onto this and not let go?" "I promise you, I will definitely spend your birthday with you next year. Is that okay?" I found it a bit funny: "Then let me ask you, what were you doing on my birthday last year, the year before last, and the year before that?" "I..." Seeing him speechless, I began to help him recall: "Last year, Piper said she wanted someone to watch the sunset with her. You accompanied her to climb the mountain for a day, leaving me alone in the couple's restaurant until it closed." "The year before last, you said you would spend my birthday with me. I had the yacht all set up, but you temporarily ran off to help Piper move house and drove away my car, leaving me alone at the pier." "The year before that, Piper returned to the country. You guys booked the five-star hotel under my name and celebrated for a week. Not only did you forget my birthday completely, but you still haven't settled the hotel bill. I paid the deficit of over a million for you." "This year, I won't talk about others. You dressed yourself like a trafficked slave to accompany her for a photoshoot. Even streetwalkers dress more decently than she does. If I took pictures like that with a man, what would you think?" Anger rose in Brooks's eyes: "Sienna, can you stop being so unpleasant?" "Piper took the photos to record the best version of herself. It's an artistic creation, in pursuit of sexiness and charm. She dressed like that to understand her body more deeply and break through traditional concepts. Don't talk nonsense if you don't understand." He rolled his eyes at me disdainfully: "I dedicated myself to art. You think it's corrupting public morals not only because you have no artistic cells, but also because your thoughts are dirty, so you can't accept others' excellence." "Hmm, you're right. My boyfriend didn't spend my birthday with me, so I should magnanimously forgive him and support him in pursuing art without complaint. Is that what you mean?" "Exactly. If you missed your birthday this year, there's still next year. But what Piper loses is the youth that will never return once it's gone. She just wants to record her most beautiful moment. As her friend, what's wrong with me helping her achieve her dream?" I nodded in agreement: "Yes, you are absolutely right." "Since you like pursuing art so much, I won't stop you. Let's break up." 4 Hearing me mention breaking up, Brooks finally got anxious: "Break up? You want to break up over such a trivial matter?" "Sienna, are you crazy? Piper was alone. What's wrong with me helping her as a friend? Can you stop making a scene here? I'm already like this. How long are you going to keep this up?" "I'm not making a scene. You only remember that Piper was alone, but my parents weren't around either." "Before they went abroad, they asked you to take care of me. How did you promise them then? Have you achieved it now?" Brooks simply refused to look at me in a huff: "Anyway, this is all your fault!" "Okay, since you insist that I'm wrong, I won't say anything more." "Take good care of yourself. I will pay for your medical expenses." After speaking, I got up to leave. Brooks's father on the side couldn't take it anymore. He got up and slapped Brooks hard on the face. "Slap!" Brooks looked shocked: "Dad, why did you hit me?" Brooks's mother pushed his father away and shielded Brooks: "Are you crazy? Why hit the child for no reason?" "I hit him!" "He's about to get married, yet he's still entangled with other women. Shouldn't he be hit?" "If he hadn't gone to see that woman, would he have been hit like this? It's his own fault! He deserves it!" Brooks's father turned to look at me apologetically: "Sienna, don't be angry. Uncle will teach this brat a lesson for you. Uncle promises you that this kind of thing will never happen again." "No need for a lesson." I reached out to stop him from continuing: "I can forgive him, but I have a condition." Brooks's eyes lit up: "What condition? Tell me, I'll do it!" "Call the police." I looked straight into his eyes: "Call the police. Whoever hit you, sue him for attempted murder and pursue it to the end." "Impossible!" If his legs weren't broken now, he would have almost jumped off the hospital bed when he heard this. "Liam didn't intend to hit me. I was just accidentally injured by him. He is my brother. If I sue him, we won't even be brothers in the future." "No! Absolutely not!" "Whatever." I was too lazy to talk nonsense with him anymore and got up to leave. Before leaving the door, I stood at the door of the ward: "From today on, don't expect your good brothers to get any benefits from the Davis family." "Brooks, since you think the brother who wants to kill your fiancée is more important, then I'll handle it myself." Just as I walked out of the hospital, I saw Piper rushing to the hospital entrance. Seeing me, her eyes were contemptuous: "I heard Brooks is injured. I came to visit. You won't mind, will you?" "No, I've already broken up with him. Let alone visiting, even if you roll in the sheets with him, I won't mind." After speaking, I tried to walk past her, but she stretched out her arm to stop me. "Sienna, don't think you're so great just because you have some stinky money. What can you do with money? Brooks still follows me around and can't bear to let me go." "You don't think he really loves you, do you? He's just reached the age to get married. He's with you for his family's company. To him, you're just an inflatable doll for venting his lust. He told me this himself." "Do you think he's happy with you? When he's with me, he never mentions a word about you. Whether he's drunk or dreaming, he calls my name." Her eyes were full of viciousness: "Not just Brooks, even Liam and the others are just a matter of me hooking my finger. I can order them around however I want." I keenly detected the hidden meaning in this sentence: "So, Liam driving to hit me was also your idea?" "Hmph! I didn't say that." An arrogant expression appeared on her face: "You blockheads born into wealthy families don't know what men really need, so you can't hold onto your men's hearts." "I just can't stand the high and mighty faces of you young ladies. I just want to take away your men and make you unhappy." "As long as you're sad, I feel comfortable." I nodded, then looked behind her: "Did you all hear that?" Piper turned around and saw three women standing behind her with ferocious faces, led by Liam's ex-girlfriend. "Are you the one named Piper? You're pretty arrogant! Did playing shared boyfriend break your brain?" Piper looked at me incredulously: "Did you call them here?" I smiled maliciously: "I was waiting for them. Who were you waiting for?" 5 Piper was cornered by the three women: "What do you want to do?" "I warn you, if you dare touch me, your boyfriends won't let you off!" "Let me tell you, don't bully me. I've been injured, my brain doesn't work well." "Who are you scaring? As if anyone's brain works well. If my brain worked well, would I find someone like Liam?" With that, Liam's ex-girlfriend grabbed Piper by the hair and smashed her head against the wall, making Piper cry for her parents. The other two didn't stay idle either. One started tearing her clothes, and the other grabbed her newly done manicure and scratched Piper's face wildly. The madness was like Iori Yagami awakening the Orochi blood. "I'll teach you to seduce other people's boyfriends. I'll teach you to pretend in front of me. Today I'll ruin your face and see how you can still be a bitch and flirt with men!" "Don't you love showing off? This time I'll let you show off enough. Taking photos is boring. Let everyone see your shameless look!" In the corner in front of the hospital entrance, the three of them beat Piper wildly, making her scream repeatedly. She couldn't take the beating anymore. Risking a few more hits, she pushed two of them away fiercely, then kicked one in the stomach. She finally broke free from the three's encirclement and rushed out, trying to escape. She panicked and chose the wrong path. When passing by me, she was tripped by the foot I extended and rolled directly down the steps in front of the door. Seeing that she dared to resist, the three rushed over, regardless of whether it was her head or buttocks. Before she could get up, they pressed her to the ground, sat on her, and punched and kicked her. Piper uttered helpless cries, curled up like a big maggot with her head in her hands, crying and begging for mercy while being beaten awkwardly. "Stop fighting, I was wrong!" "I won't dare seduce other people's boyfriends next time, please stop fighting!" Her dress was torn into rags, her whole person was like an old mop head. Even the underwear inside the skirt was torn, revealing half of her white buttocks, which was stepped on solidly by a thin heel, making her howl in pain not like a human voice. More and more onlookers gathered, but no one helped her call the police. There were even occasional bursts of applause and cheers in the crowd watching the excitement. People are never stingy with their applause and cheers for shameless mistresses. Having seen enough, I was about to leave when I looked back and found Liam, Mason, and Ethan rushing over. The three rushed over to pull away the four women who were tearing each other apart. As a result, Liam's girlfriend was even more angry when she saw her ex-boyfriend. She scratched Liam's face fiercely, leaving five bright red fingernail marks on his face instantly. Braveling the storm of their girlfriends and ex-girlfriends, the three men managed to snatch Piper, who was covered in cuts and bruises, and protected the disheveled Piper behind them like flower protectors. Ethan was obviously the most unsettled one. Seeing that the three women were unrelenting, he raised his hand and punched his girlfriend on the bridge of the nose, causing her nose to bleed directly. He was stunned after hitting her. The Carter family's business had been sluggish for the past two years, relying entirely on the market share allocated by my family and his girlfriend's family to keep the business going. This girlfriend was not only a girlfriend to him, but also a benefactor protecting the Carter family. Ethan knew he had caused a catastrophe and was so scared that he knelt down immediately with a "thump": "Baby, are you okay?" "I didn't mean to. I didn't pay attention just now. I'll take you to bandage it right away." He was almost paralyzed with fright. Just as he was about to reach out to help his girlfriend, his arm was grabbed. He turned his head and saw Piper pulling his arm, crying like rain on a pear blossom: "Brother Ethan, it hurts so much." This "brother" was so sweet that even I, a woman, felt numbness over half my body when I heard it, let alone this idiot Ethan. Ethan was elated by this "brother". He didn't care about his girlfriend with the bleeding nose. He actually stood up to protect Piper and enter the hospital. Ethan's girlfriend couldn't take it anymore and blocked the hospital entrance, covering her bleeding nose: "Ethan, if you dare to choose her today, your whole family will get out to the train station to beg for food tomorrow!" Ethan got anxious: "Have you made enough trouble? Look at how you beat Piper. You are simply a shrew!" "I'm a shrew? You shot erotic photos with this bitch behind my back, and now you have the nerve to scold me? None of you Carters are good things!" A few people started a scolding war at the hospital entrance. Liam and the other two protected Piper behind them and directly scolded me, who was not involved in the fight on the side. "Stop arguing! Shut up!" Just as the scene was about to turn into a full-on brawl, a shout stopped the two groups' saber-rattling. A few police officers appeared at the hospital entrance. The leading officer scanned the people present with a serious gaze: "This is a hospital, not a place for you to fight. If there is something you can't solve, you can go to the police station. Making a noise here and affecting the normal work order of the hospital, you have violated the law!" He looked at everyone present: "Who is Liam?" Liam on the side hurriedly raised his hand: "I am, me!" He walked to the police officer and pointed at me: "Officer, it's this woman making trouble here. Arrest her quickly!" As soon as the words fell, the police officer took out handcuffs and pressed them directly on his wrist. "Liam, you are suspected of intentional homicide and hit-and-run. Now we are summoning you according to the law. Please come with us."
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