Recalling the nauseating image of him embracing Scarlet in my past life, I took out my phone and immediately messaged my parents.
Starting today, the company will cut all funding to Ethan.
Let him and Scarlet enjoy life as a "hardworking part-time couple."
Noticing I was still on my phone, Ethan grew even more agitated.
"Celeste Marlowe, don’t you think you’ve done anything wrong?"
"I, Ethan, can’t accept a girl as domineering and unreasonable as you. If you know you’re wrong, then apologize to Scarlet right now and make it up to her, or else I..."
"What are you going to do?" I asked coldly.
Ethan thought I was afraid, and raised his voice.
"If you don’t apologize, I’ll break up with you!"
In the past, just hearing the words “break up” would have made me cave instantly.
After all, he saved me from those gangsters two years ago. I’d always obeyed him out of gratitude for that.
But after experiencing a strange and untimely death in my previous life, I was no longer a girl who saw nothing but love.
"Then break up," I said without hesitation.
Lifting my gaze from the phone screen to his face, I continued,