Cheating Scumbag, Break Off the EngagementChapter 1
Shortly before Valentine's Day, my boyfriend, Jack Yoxall, had spent a considerable amount on a custom-made diamond necklace.
However, on the actual day, he presented me only with a bouquet of roses.
As he gave them to me, he casually remarked, "We've been at this a long time, right? Let's dial it back—these roses are all you need."
Late that night, I stumbled upon a post from his secretary, Liz McKibben—she was flaunting that very necklace.
I felt a cold wave inside me, and when I confronted him, he retorted, "She's on her own, felt a bit sorry for her—is that a crime?"
I sarcastically fired back, "Oh, feeling sorry? Maybe you should just hand yourself over!"
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After my comment, he paused his activity, his expression turning stern and cold as he met my gaze.
"Ginny, what's this about? You're freaking out over a necklace?"
He stood up, pointing towards our bedroom, and continued sharply, "When have I ever forgotten to get you a gift for any holiday?"
"Who do you think has been buying all the perfumes, necklaces, and designer bags you parade around in?"
"Are you seriously melting down over a necklace? Thinking about breaking up?"