My boyfriend of five years, Dominic Ortiz, wanted to break up with me because he had fallen in love with my best friend, Riley Graham. At work, Dominic slapped me and forced me to publicly apologize to Riley. He sneered, “Riley is the only daughter of Elite Group’s president. How can someone like you compare to her?” But I was very confused. Riley’s father was the president of Elite Group, so what about my father, Matteo Morales? After work, I hastily left the office. Having worked tirelessly day and night, I closed the biggest deal I had ever received. My efforts finally paid off. I headed straight to the supermarket and bought a variety of lively seafood, including Dominic’s favorite lobsters, with the intention of cooking a special seafood dinner for him tonight. Upon entering our apartment, I couldn’t wait to share my hard-earned achievements with Dominic. I exclaimed, “Dominic, I closed a major deal today, and the bonus is 20 thousand dollars!” However, when I opened the door, what greeted me was my boyfriend and best friend making out on the couch. I was frozen to the spot. My sudden appearance obviously frightened the two of them. Dominic hastily disengaged from Riley and stammered, “Nevaeh, I can explain. We truly love each other.” When Riley saw me, her eyes flickered with a hint of guilt before she proceeded to dress herself slowly. Then, her face took on a smug expression mixed with contempt. Her voice dripped with provocation as she uttered, “What’s there to explain? Nevaeh, it’s exactly what you see. “You’ve only just realized it now, but Dominic and I have been together secretly for two years. “Nevaeh, since you’ve never tried any man, I tried him for you. “You’re welcome.” I stood there, holding two heavy bags filled with groceries, sweat dripping down my forehead and hair, making me look disheveled. In contrast, Riley appeared radiant. After hearing Riley’s hurtful words, I took a deep breath, suppressing my emotions. Opening the grocery bag in my hand, I noticed all the seafood I had bought still wriggling around inside. I picked up one of the octopuses, took aim at Dominic’s face, and struck him forcefully. Caught off guard, he received a direct hit. His expression changed, and he glared at me as he prepared to speak, but before he could utter a word, I launched more octopuses at their faces and bodies. Riley screamed, “Nevaeh, you mania! Stop it!” One of the octopuses ended up clinging to Riley’s head, its tentacles tightly adhering to her face. She desperately tried to remove it, but the tentacles clung tighter with each tug. The agitated octopus began squirting ink, which trickled down Riley’s head. I continued hurling various seafood at them, from octopuses to crayfish. The crayfish might not have had long spines, but their sharpness and hardness caused pain upon impact. Dominic and Riley were left with no choice but to frantically dodge and leap around the living room. I persistently threw the seafood. Finally, after some consideration, I hesitated and placed the expensive lobsters I had spent 800 dollars on back into the bag. Glancing at the two once more, I observed Riley’s face turning black as she struggled to remove the octopus tentacles from her face. One of them had also attached itself to Dominic’s leg, causing him to grimace and howl in pain. With a blank expression, I swiftly gathered my belongings, grabbed the bag containing the lobsters, and left.
It had been a while since I last returned to my own home. With a dejected expression, I opened the door to the villa I hadn’t visited in a long time, coincidentally encountering my mother. Excitedly, she called out to my father, “Matteo, come downstairs! Nevaeh is back!” Upon hearing the voice, my father rushed down barefoot, not even bothering to put on his slippers. “Nevaeh, you’re back. Why didn’t you let us know in advance so we could clean up your room?” he said. My mother chimed in, “Are you hungry? I’ll prepare your favorite food for you right away.” Dad added, “You even bought my favorite lobsters. I knew you loved me the most.” As I gazed at my concerned parents, emotions that had been suppressed suddenly overwhelmed me. I embraced them tightly, tears streaming down my face. My parents were momentarily at a loss but quickly attempted to console me. Once calmed down, my mother had already placed a plate of spaghetti in front of me. “Come on, Nevaeh. Eat up and then rest,” she urged. I began devouring the spaghetti, while my parents watched me silently without mentioning my embarrassment just now. After finishing the meal, I retreated to my long-missed room, which had already been tidied up. Exhausted, I collapsed onto the bed. Images of the sweet and wonderful moments Dominic and I once shared passed before my eyes. Everything had changed so rapidly that I struggled to fully accept it. Suddenly, the ringing of my phone interrupted my thoughts. It was Dominic calling. I answered, but before I could speak, an aggressive voice came from the other end. Dominic bellowed, “Nevaeh, Riley is still in the hospital because of you. “The octopus tentacles caused many wounds on her face, and she’s allergic to seafood, so her face remains red and swollen.” My face darkened. He betrayed me, yet now he played the role of the accuser? I retorted, “She deserved it! “When she fooled around with you, did she ever consider the consequences?” However, Dominic’s response grew harsher. “Riley saw you as her best friend. Is this how you treat your best friend? “Nevaeh, how could you be so vicious? I was a fool for being with you in the first place.” I laughed out of anger and said, “Have you ever seen a true friend sleeping with her friend’s boyfriend? “Dominic, it was you who publicly confessed your love for me. “I was the one foolish enough to be with you!” Dominic fell silent for a moment, then spoke venomously, “You might not know this, but Riley’s father is the president of Elite Group. You’ve harmed Riley, and from now on, you’ll suffer in Goldford!” Of course, I knew. Riley had come to me in tears, explaining that her mother was sick and in need of costly medical care. That was why I had requested my father to promote Riley’s father from an ordinary employee to the position of director. But why was Dominic claiming that her father was the president? Quickly, I asked, “What did you say? Riley’s father is the president of Elite Group?” Dominic’s tone oozed with pride as he said, “Nevaeh, it’s not too late to apologize to Riley. She will forgive you. “Anyway, you hurt her today, and we’re still at the hospital. The medical bill is three thousand eight hundred dollars. You’ll have to pay for it!” How could he be so shameless? I scoffed, “Dominic, if it had been a cat or a dog needing that money for treatment, I would pay without hesitation. “But those bastards are not worth me wasting even a penny on them.” “You…” Dominic seethed with anger, preparing to retort. But I quickly interjected, “Dominic, if you don’t have money, you can go to the veterinarian. “It’s cheaper, which suits the two of you perfectly.” With that, I hung up the phone. Love had blinded me before, preventing me from seeing Dominic’s true colors as a hypocritical person who couldn’t distinguish right from wrong.
The following morning, while having breakfast, I casually asked my dad, “Dad, do you remember Jett Graham, the person you promoted to director?” Upon hearing Jett’s name, my father frowned and replied, “Nevaeh, you said this person was practical and capable, deserving of the director position.” After a momentary pause, he continued with a hint of embarrassment, “But ever since his promotion, he has been slacking off. There have been issues with several important documents and proposals that passed through him. “I’ve been considering if there is an appropriate chance to transfer him to a more suitable position.” My father looked at me cautiously, seeking my reaction. Seeing my father’s distress caused by my actions, I couldn’t help but regret my impulsive behavior. Riley had once confided in me about her parents’ hardships, her mother’s illness and hospitalization, and how her father had dedicated years of hard work to the company without receiving due recognition. Out of sympathy for Riley’s situation, I shamelessly threw a tantrum upon returning home, pressuring my father into promoting Jett to the director position. My father had always taught me to maintain a low-key approach in life and work, so I secretly helped Riley in many ways, unbeknownst to her. She never knew my true identity and naively believed any benefits she received were solely due to her own fate. Reflecting on the years we spent together, I had done everything in my power for Riley. Yet, in the end, I found myself betrayed. After breakfast, my father insisted on driving me to work, leaving me with no choice but to accept. As usual, upon arriving at the office, I went to my desk and began working. However, mocking whispers started circulating around me. “She couldn’t steal one man, so she found another target.” “She rode in a Range Rover. Must have hooked up with a rich guy.” “She’s shameless, trying to get on top using dirty tricks.” I glanced up and saw everyone in the office casting ambiguous looks my way—filled with inquiry, contempt, and even disdain. At that moment, Riley appeared and coldly admonished them, “Shouldn’t you all be busy with your work? “Seems like everyone has already hit their sales targets for this month, right?” Upon hearing Riley’s scolding, those people dispersed. I looked at Riley, noticing a bandage on her forehead and a mask covering her face. She expressed concern, saying, “Nevaeh, don’t pay attention to what they say. I’ve forgiven you.” I just felt absurd. She had an affair with my boyfriend, yet now she was the one offering forgiveness? I sneered, “Drop the act. Do you not feel any guilt for what you’ve done? “Riley, are you aware how shameless you are?” Riley remained silent, but suddenly, a wicked grin crept across her face as she fell backward. She crashed onto the floor, wearing an aggrieved expression as she looked up at me. She said, “Nevaeh, I know you hate me, but Dominic and I truly love each other. I wanted to give him to you, but love is something you can’t possess even if it is offered. “Nevaeh, I don’t blame you; I only blame myself.” With her head lowered, she began sobbing softly. I was utterly confused, unable to grasp her intentions. Suddenly, a hand emerged and delivered a powerful slap across my face. Staggering from the impact, I stood there, stars dancing in my vision until I gradually regained focus. I lifted my head to see Dominic glare at me with rage. He shouted, “Nevaeh, you’ve gone too far. You’re still not satisfied with hurting Riley’s face?” Riley wept bitterly but still grabbed Dominic’s hand, trying to dissuade him. “Nevaeh, don’t blame her. It’s all my fault.” Onlookers condemned me, and I became the target of public criticism. No one would believe anything I said at this moment, and people only trusted what they saw. I glanced up at the company’s surveillance cameras and then collapsed to the floor. “Help… Help! I feel dizzy,” I cried out, rolling my eyes and convulsing. Dominic clearly doubted my condition. He snapped, “Stop pretending. Don’t think that you can get away with it by feigning illness. Apologize immediately!” Still lying on the floor, I persisted with my act. At this time, whispers sounded. “I don’t think she’s faking it. Could it be that her brain is damaged?” “Yes, Mr. Ortiz’s slap just now was quite forceful. It must hurt.” “We should call an ambulance. If something happens, we can’t bear the responsibility.” Panic spread, and soon, someone called an ambulance while someone even called the police. The incident quickly grabbed the attention of our boss, Greyson Snyder. When Greyson arrived, he saw me lying on the floor, foaming at the mouth, arms and legs flailing as if seized by uncontrollable spasms. Even though I was panicking, I still continued with my performance. Greyson approached, quickly crouching down to examine me. He pressed an ear against my chest, listening to my heartbeat. As I wondered about his intentions, Greyson’s face suddenly drew near. He whispered into my ear in a voice only we could hear, “Stop pretending. I was a med student.”
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