After the "simp contract" expired, I left without hesitation, my crush to have a complete meltdown.

Chapter 7

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To be honest, I wanted to play along with him, to get back all the frustration of these three years.

But on second thought, I couldn't leave him with any hope.

Otherwise, I definitely wouldn't be able to make a clean break in three days.

I knew this man's temperament too well.

Once he set his mind on something, ten oxen couldn't pull him back.

If he latched onto me, I'd be in big trouble.

I might even risk him discovering the admirer contract.

At that point, the penalty wouldn't just be $1.3 million - it wouldn't be worth it.

But Alexander had a strong contrarian personality.

The more I wanted to escape, the tighter he would hold on.

I had to advance in order to retreat, finding a way to make him drive me away.

So, I pretended to have a change of heart as an admirer, tightly grasping his hand and looking at him with deep affection.

"Alexander, will you be my boyfriend?"

"I'll take care of you day and night, making you the happiest man in the world..."

Before I could finish, Alexander predictably changed his tune.

He pushed me away, his face full of disgust, "Valerie Lewis, I give you an inch and you take a mile. Can't you understand your place?"

"What makes you think you're qualified to be my boyfriend?"

"Do you have a car? A house? A job?"

"Look at your situation. You think you can hook me like those models?"

"You're just a nobody. Being my admirer is already the best outcome for you. Others would kill for the chance!"

It seems I was too soft-hearted earlier. You can't give an inch to this kind of man.

Advancing to retreat was a bit uncomfortable, so I had to change tactics.

The next second, I slapped him across the face.

"You... you hit me?"

Alexander was stunned by my slap. He held his face, his mouth agape, his eyes full of shock.

"I may not have a house, car, or money, but you have all of that!"

"You don't lack anything, and I'm not a prostitute. Why should I care about those things?"

"I'm much stronger than those models. If they can sleep with you, why can't I?"

"If they can play with you in bed, why can't I?"

My words were like sharp knives, stabbing right into Alexander's heart.

He was so angry that his whole body started to tremble slightly. He raised his hand to slap me.

Slap!

A crisp slapping sound rang out.

Alexander's face now had five more finger marks, visibly swelling up.

The moment he tried to hit me, I had caught his wrist tightly.

I turned around and slapped him again.

Alexander was completely stunned by my hit, tears instantly welling up in his eyes.

"Valerie Lewis, you bastard, do you know what you're doing?"

"You actually hit me... wah wah wah..."

Seeing his pitiful state, I burst out laughing, muttering to myself.

"A man left unchecked for three days will climb on the roof and pull off the tiles."

"For someone like you, you need to be beaten eight times a day to behave."

"Go home and reflect on yourself. Goodbye!"

I left him crying alone in the wind and took a cab straight to a luxury resort.

I was about to be free, so I needed to treat myself better.

I did a set of yoga, had a spa treatment, and then fell asleep.

What I lacked most in these three years wasn't money, but sleep.

However.

Just when I needed rest the most, I was always woken up by phone calls.

"Valerie Lewis, where are you?"

Alexander's voice came through the speaker again.

I was very irritated and wanted to jump up and beat him up.

But then I thought, hadn't I blocked him? How could he still call me?

Looking closely, well well, he had called me from a new phone number.

Indeed, this man had started to cling to me. It was a bit troublesome!