This time, if I didn't tear their masks off, I wouldn't be able to live with myself for losing a life!" I thought.
Suppressing the turmoil inside me, I replied, "She didn't answer your calls? Maybe she's too satisfied with the college guys I sent her and couldn't be bothered. I'll have her get back to you when she's done."
My hand trembled as I hung up the phone.
Before I could catch my breath, there was a loud banging on the door.
I turned the handle, and before I could react, a powerful force knocked me to the ground.
The scene before me hadn't even come into focus when a heavy shoe pressed down on my chest.
Looking up, I saw Henry's menacing face.
He ground his foot harder into my chest, his lips curling into a sneer.
"Seems like the guys you called weren't enough, huh? A year later, and you're still so pathetic."
With that, he turned and gave a signal to the bodyguards behind him.
A group of men rushed into my house and started ransacking the place.
Doors were kicked open, and clothes from my wardrobe were scattered on the floor.
They even checked under the bed, flipping the mattress onto the ground.
Soon, my house was in shambles.