Revenge Against the Scoundrel

As the wedding approached, I stumbled upon a post from my boyfriend on Twitter.

"The betrothal gift I presented to her amounted to $28, 000. Now, suppose she experiences a miscarriage at the sixth month of her pregnancy. In such a case, would I be entitled to request the return of that betrothal gift? "

After receiving a flood of praise from his male followers, he became conceited.

"I've fucked her for countless times, who else would take her now? Once she has a child, she will become more vulnerable and easier to control."

I saved the screenshots and decisively blocked him.

When he saw my flat stomach, his face turned pale. "What happened to our baby?"

1.

Two years into my relationship with Jonny Greyson, I got pregnant.

Our parents both thought it was about time to meet.

To make a good impression on Jonny's parents, I spent the morning with my parents at the mall, buying the best cigarettes and wine, and even picked out a silk scarf for Kate.

I was full of anticipation for the upcoming meeting.

To my surprise, when our family arrived at the private room, it was already filled with people.

As I opened the door, the pungent smell of smoke hit me, making me feel nauseous.

Angrily, I grabbed a waiter and questioned, "Why did you give away the room I reserved?"

"We didn't. The people who came were with Mr. Greyson."

Jonny rushed over from the dining table, complaining before I could speak, "Why are you so late? We couldn't wait and started eating."

Hearing this, my parents' faces darkened.

My father Jerry Patel said sternly, "Since we're not welcome, let's discuss this another day."

Seeing Jerry about to leave with me, Jonny panicked and quickly apologized with a forced smile.

"I didn't mean it that way. It's my fault for the offensive words that upset you. Please, have a seat. My parents have been waiting for a long time."

As soon as I sat down, the smoke from the table made me dizzy, and I couldn't help but retch.

Jonny looked displeased at the man smoking. "Dad, Mary is pregnant. The smoke is making her sick."

His father Mike snuffed out the cigarette, muttering, "Tsk, highborn lady, isn't she?"

"Let's eat something first. You must be tired from the journey," Jonny's mother Kate warmly invited.

My mother Cerci Patel raised her eyebrows slightly, looking at her without speaking.

"We're not here merely for the meal. Our main purpose is to discuss the financial support for the newlyweds. The amount we previously mentioned was $100, 000. Have you considered it?" Jerry asked directly.

Kate's face stiffened, and she glanced at Jonny, saying, "Jonny might not have told you about our family's situation. His father and I are just ordinary farmers. The amount is indeed... a bit much. Could we lower it a bit? Weddings are about good blessing, aren't they?"

Cerci, holding back her anger, asked, "Then how much do you suggest?"

"How about," Kate held up two fingers, smiling, "seventy thousand? Both numbers-seven and zero-are considered holy and blessed."

I pursed my lips, looking at Jonny, who remained silent, and asked, "Is this your mother's opinion or yours?"

2.

He looked up at me, hesitating to speak, his eyes seemingly blaming me for being unreasonable.

Noticing the tension, Kate tried to smooth things over, "Oh, it's not that we can't afford your proposed number. We just renovated the house, so money is tight. Eventually, the money will be for the young couple, right? Isn't the baby the most important thing now?"

I chuckled softly, "Maybe not. If I can't offer our child the basic guarantee, I will possibly abort the pregnancy."

The smile vanished from Kate's face, and she drummed her fingers on the table impatiently, continuing, "Let's each think about it."

Back home, seeing my parents' concerned eyes, I forced a smile and said, "It's okay, I can handle it."

Curled up in bed, I scrolled through Jonny's social media, unable to hold back my tears.

I dialed his number, and he picked up immediately.

His voice came through the receiver.

"Mary, I'm sorry for what happened today, but you know our family's situation. My parents are old, and I can't let them sell everything for my wedding. Please understand them. It's not easy for them to raise me..."

"Jonny!" I tried to calm my emotions, "Is it because of me that your parents have it hard? Shouldn't you take some responsibility?"

"Stop being so mean. I've only been working for a few years and haven't earned much. If you're willing to wait, I'll save up and marry you."

I laughed coldly, "Have you forgotten that it was my father who helped you get your job?"

After I exposed him, he became defiant, "So what? Everything I have now is because of my own efforts. Even without your father, I wouldn't be worse off! Your family looks down on me, always condescending. Do you know how humiliating that is for me? Why can't you understand..."

I interrupted him, "Stop flattering yourself. Without my father, you'd still be working on the assembly line. I chose you because you were hardworking and ambitious, never complaining about your background. You promised to be faithful after marriage, but look at you now. It's disgusting!"

Before he could respond, I continued, "Since you despise my family's help so much, I'll have Mr. Watson approve your resignation tomorrow. Go back to where you came from!"

I hung up the phone without hesitation.

3.

He and Kate had booked the room early, waiting for us to arrive.

The third day, "Oh, Mary, you're here," Kate greeted warmly, holding my hand as I entered. "Last time was all a misunderstanding."

"So, Kate, are you prepared with the money this time?" I asked directly.

Kate paused for a moment, then smiled as she looked behind me. "Let's not talk about that. Where are your parents? We can discuss things when they arrive."

I smiled back at her. "My parents aren't feeling well, so it's just me today. If there's anything you want to say, please feel free."

Kate frowned, her lips curling into a disdainful sneer.

"Well, I won't beat around the bush. We don't have much money, but we do have a house. His uncle has already cleared out his place for you two to use as a wedding home. You're already expecting, and it's important to marry soon for appearances. It might not affect Jonny, but your reputation will suffer..."

I looked at Jonny with a smile. "Jonny, did you forget to mention what I said to your mom yesterday? Why don't you chat with her for a bit, and we can talk later."

With that, I gave his shoulder a firm pat.

In the restroom, I took out my phone and listened quietly.

"That bitch dares to threaten you like that? We were being too nice. She just demanded a hundred thousand as if it was a blackmail!"

Kate's sharp, bitter voice came through the receiver quickly.

"Your uncle's opinion was absolutely right on the mark. You've been together with her for such an extended period that it's only natural you'd have grown weary of her. If it hadn't been for your inherently kind and tender heart, you wouldn't have even spared her a single cent!"

Jonny, shedding his usual timid demeanor in front of me, replied sarcastically, "Shouldn't we keep her hanging a bit longer?"

"Is that the other girl you mentioned really the daughter of that Mr. Watson you mentioned?"

Jonny replied proudly, "Of course. We've already started dating, and soon you'll have a grandchild."

Listening to their disgusting conversation, I was trembling with rage. I rushed back to the room, grabbed my things, and ran out of the restaurant.

In the two years I couldn't see, he had already been with someone else.

Maybe it was when I found out we were having a baby, or when he promised to marry me, or perhaps after our first fight when he begged for my forgiveness...

Realizing that his care for me was just a pretense for touching someone else, my stomach churned with nausea.

With a surge of disgusting feeling, I leaned against a pole, retching uncontrollably.

A bottle of water appeared in my line of sight, and a man's voice, full of helpless reproach, said, "It's been two years since we last met. How did you end up like?"

Seeing Kellan, I found my mind suddenly cleared.

Mr. Watson only had one son, Kellan Watson. So who was Jonny talking about?

4.

As my belly grew larger by the day, Jonny disappeared without a trace.

I was utterly disillusioned.

In the end, I scheduled an abortion.

On the way, my best friend Eva Morris kept looking at me, wanting to say something.

"Are you sure about this?"

I nodded.

Eva sighed in relief. "If it weren't for you rejecting me so many times because of Jonny, I wouldn't have known you were so love-struck."

"Reject you?"

I was puzzled. "When did I ever reject you because of Jonny?"

Eva was also taken aback. "Every time I asked you out, you said you were busy with Jonny."

I was speechless.

Eva pursed her lips. "Then you probably don't know about Kellan trying to reach you, do you?"

I shook my head.

I had no idea about any of this.

"He contacted you as soon as he returned to the country, but you told him you had a boyfriend and to stop bothering you. You even cursed him out and blocked him."

I took out my phone, and sure enough, he was in my block list.

Everything made sense.

No wonder everyone started distancing themselves from me after I got together with Jonny.

It just so happened that my phone broke once, and he took the chance to sync all my communication apps.

It seems that without my knowledge, he had been gradually taking control of my life.

At the hospital, I held my registration slip and waited in line for the check-up.

Just as I was about to enter the clinic, Eva pulled me aside, looking mysterious. "Guess who I just saw?"

5.

"Kellan, right? I know he's interning at this hospital."

Eva, fuming, said, "No! I saw Jonny!"

I frowned, instinctively wanting to ask what happened.

Before I could say a word, I saw Jonny carefully supporting a woman as they walked over.

The moment he saw me, a flicker of panic crossed his eyes, but then he glanced at the woman beside him and adopted a haughty demeanor.

"Sweetheart, is this your ex-girlfriend?" The woman beside him spoke mockingly, looking me up and down with disdain. "As expected, not much to look at. Your taste was terrible back then."

I was about to argue with her when Eva immediately retorted sarcastically.

"Oh. I smelled something smelly from afar. How long has it been since you washed your private parts last time? You must be quite good at pleasing man"

That woman's face changed instantly. "How dare you!"

Eva let out a derisive sneer and hissed, "Not only do I have the audacity to insult you right to your face, but I'll ensure that this humiliation will be etched in your memory for all eternity!"

Jonny stepped forward, trying to pull me aside, speaking in a threatening tone, "Mary, stop making a scene. If this blows up, it won't be good for you either. You don't want people saying you're a woman lacking in moral restraint who became pregnant prior to marriage and was deserted, right?"

Eva, unable to hold back her anger, rolled up her sleeves, ready to hit him.

I shook off his hand, collapsing into Eva's arms, sobbing.

"I know you've found someone better and don't care about me anymore, even having your mom force me to have an abortion. I agreed, but why did you have to bring this other woman to the hospital to humiliate me? Just because the financial supply I asked for was more than you planned for, you treat me like this?"

In an instant, all eyes were on him, and whispers filled the air.

Jonny's face turned beet red as he pointed at me, saying, "Don't listen to her nonsense! She's just trying to extort money!"

As soon as he finished speaking, an older man accompanying his wife stood up and mocked, "And you call yourself a man? How can you be so shameless?"