"Look at you, Roseanne, moving up in the world," the man sneered, his tone dripping with venom. "Jumping from one guy to another, quite the party girl, aren't you?"

His voice suddenly turned icy. "Who was that guy? What were you two doing upstairs?"

Roseanne's smile vanished as her hand throbbed in his tight grip. She tried to pull away, but he was using brute force.

The more she struggled, the tighter his grip became.

Roseanne shouted, "Murray, let go!"

Murray refused to let go. "Answer me first!"

Roseanne frowned, enduring the pain. "What's it to you?"

"As an ex-boyfriend, I think it's only fair I take an interest in my former girlfriend's love life, huh?"

A laugh escaped Roseanne, a hint of sarcasm in her gaze. "Oh, so you admit you're the ex-boyfriend. What brings you here, then?"

Murray got momentarily choked up. "Can't I just be passing by?"

hell parked the car here, blocking the alley? Didn't you see the road is narrow enough without your car clogging it up? Driving a fancy sports car doesn't give you

Murray was silent.

car that caused the commotion

someone new, one or two, or even three or four guys, it's none of your business. We're over, Murray. You know what 'breaking up'

and future. Let's just be strangers from here on out. And don't come to my place anymore. I

storms and endured her wounds, so she didn't wish the same

Murray chose Millie, and she decided to break up. It was

stood frozen, unable to

he owned was slipping away, and he couldn't grasp it back. "Are you serious,

She didn't even

"You've said that before..."

their ups and downs, but

calmly as if she wouldn't

he was speechless. The breakup

her

the

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