Getting Back at Him

The next second, Jason’s attention was, unsurprisingly, diverted.

He furrowed his brows, and his gaze instantly turned cold.

“I’ve explained this a thousand times already. I don’t want to waste my breath discussing something so pointless.”

Then, he turned and went into the bedroom. A moment later, he came out holding a piece of clothing.

“Looks like you need some time to cool off. Once you have calmed down, I’ll come back, and we can have a proper talk.”

Before he left, as he closed the door behind him, he looked at me with disappointment and said,

“Sheena, you’re being a jealous mess, and it seriously makes me sick.”

Bang. The door slammed shut.

My head buzzed as the echo of the slam rang in my ears.

Pointless? Jealous mess?

So, he had really come to resent me that much.

The sour feeling that had just subsided in my chest rushed back up again, and the tips of my fingers, still not fully warmed, turned cold once more.

I sat on the sofa in a daze. I did not even know how much time passed.

What Jason did not know was that this version of me was actually very calm.

I pulled out my phone to check recent company performance reports and roughly calculated the value of the shares I held.

Suddenly, a news alert popped up in the local trending section.

Two familiar faces appeared in the photo, caught in a paparazzi shot.

[Renowned entrepreneur Jason Grant rumored to be married and living with his pregnant wife!]

Jason was smiling warmly, walking with Tessa in the park, gently supporting her.

The last photo showed the two of them entering the same villa.

A fresh wave of betrayal surged through me.

No wonder he left so decisively, taking only a few clothes and telling me to calm down.

It turned out that was just an excuse to get away.

I calmed myself down and exited the news app. Then, a message popped up from Jason:

[Sheena, there is a box I left in the safe. Could you drop it off for me? I will be waiting at Tessa’s villa.]

Even though I was a little surprised he would text me something like that out of the blue.

I knew whatever was in the safe must be important. After thinking about it for a while, I decided to take it to him.

Outside the villa.

Tessa was sitting on a swing, and Jason was patiently pushing it behind her.

My presence felt like a crack running through that calm, picture-perfect moment.

“Hey, Sheena, you are here! It has been so long since we’ve seen each other.”

As Tessa rose from the swing, Jason’s expression turned stormy. He shot me a furious glare. His eyes were burning with rage.

“Who told you to come here?! Sheena, you’ve completely lost it. Are you seriously stalking me now?!”

Before I could say a word, his expression looked like he wanted to tear me apart.

“Jason, I’m the one who asked her to come.

“You said the heirloom bracelet in the safe was for me. I couldn’t wait any longer, so I asked Sheena to bring it over. If you’re mad, be mad at me!”

As soon as Tessa put on that pitiful expression, Jason’s tense expression eased right away. There was even a hint of tenderness in his voice.

“How could I be mad at you? I told you, it’s yours. Since Sheena brought it here, I’ll put it on you now.”

He stepped forward and coldly snatched the box from my hands.

That was when I realized that it was not some important document inside.

It was the only bracelet left behind by his late mother.

Back when the company was struggling the most, Jason pawned it.

I remembered catching him staring at a photo of it on his phone, lost in thought. Therefore, I sold my blood to scrape together enough money to redeem it.

Later, he told me that the bracelet would only ever be passed down to the Grant family’s future daughter-in-law.

I waited for so long.

I never imagined that after everything, he would end up giving that bracelet to Tessa. The meaning was clear.

I bit down hard on my tongue. The taste of blood filled my mouth as I forced myself to stay composed.

“The box is delivered. I will be going now.”

I had barely taken two steps when Tessa rushed forward and grabbed my arm.

The bracelet was already on her wrist, swaying gently as she moved.

“Sheena, why are you leaving in such a hurry? Is it because you don’t want to see me?

“I know you’ve never liked me growing up. You always thought Mom and Dad favored me, so you have been holding a grudge.”