Chapter 3

When he stormed in, my face was bright red, and his dad had just pulled up his pants.

My hands and feet instantly turned cold, and my back broke out in a sweat.

So this is what it feels like to be caught red-handed.

My mind raced.

“I heard your dad was sick, so I came to visit.”

Ryan King turned to look at his dad.

“Dad, is she really here to see you? Or just to annoy you?”

“Hm, she visited… and annoyed me.”

His dad was smiling.

Ryan King looked really angry.

“Daisy Miller, I know you’ve been having a hard time lately, but causing a scene at someone else’s house after we broke up is just really off-putting.”

“I know!”

“If there’s nothing else, I’ll get going.”

All I wanted to do now was escape.

Just as I was about to leave, he called out to me again.

“Wait, what’s that you’re holding?”

“A trash bag.”

I quickly hid the trash bag a little behind me.

Ryan King looked exasperated again.

“Daisy Miller, you don’t need to keep visiting my dad and taking out his trash and trying to curry favor. It’s all pointless.”

“Honestly, I don’t want to hurt you, but I’m sorry. If only you were a little prettier.”

Me?

We’d dated for three years, and he’d always been so gentle with me, saying I was cute.

Now he was complaining I wasn't pretty enough?

My anger flared instantly.

I lifted the trash bag in my hand and dumped it over his head.

“This trash bag is less full of garbage than you are!”

“I came here to break up with you, and the reason is you can’t perform.”

Ryan King was instantly triggered.

“Who can’t perform? Explain yourself!”

“Whatever!”

Who cared what he said? I turned and walked away.

“Wait, why are there condoms in this trash, and three of them?!”

I was already at the door, but my heart still lurched.

Had the truth finally been exposed?

“Dad, did you bring a woman home, and use the condoms I bought?!”