Seven years of love, and Brandon knew how much I yearned for marriage. Every argument ended with him using marriage as leverage to threaten me. But this time, I no longer wanted to marry him.
The doctor, seeing my despair, offered a few comforting words out of kindness.
Hearing the doctor's voice, Brandon's tone turned stern over the phone. "Where are you? Why is there a man's voice?"
"Serena, how disgusting can you be? You can’t go anywhere without flirting with men. Can't live without them, can you? No wonder you almost got raped as a child!"
Karina's voice chimed in. "Brandon, don’t be so harsh. Maybe Serena is doing this on purpose to make you jealous."
"Women who’ve been through a lot know all kinds of tricks. Unlike me—so simple and pure. Don't mind her. My feet are sore, can you massage them for me?"
As her coquettish voice rang out, Brandon hung up abruptly after saying, "Suit yourself."
I stood there in shock, the phone slipping from my hand without me realizing it. His words echoed in my mind. "No wonder you almost got raped as a child!"