Chapter 12

Chapter 12

Cruel triumph gleamed in Qiao Ning’s eyes.

“If I can’t have it, then neither can you!”

A tsunami of despair and fury crashed over me.

I grabbed Qiao Ning by the hair and slammed her into the wall with every ounce of strength I possessed.

With just that one strike, she began to bleed.

She shrieked, “Help! Murder!”

The hotel room door was suddenly flung open.

Ji Qing rushed inside.

His eyes nearly split with rage when he saw the state Qiao Ning was in.

He pinned me against the wall.

“Nie Lan! Have you lost your mind?!”

Behind him, Qiao Ning reached up with trembling hands to touch her forehead, her legs shaking so hard she could barely stand.

“…Ah Qing, I’m so scared.”

I shoved him away and dropped to my knees.

With trembling hands, I tried in vain to piece the shards back together.

I didn’t care when the glass sliced my fingertips.

But no matter how I tried, nothing fit.

Ji Qing grabbed my hand.

“Calm down!

“It’s broken! You can’t put it back together!”

I shuddered violently, tears falling silently like rain.

He gritted his teeth.

“It’s just a damn camera! We can just buy a new one!

“Do you really have to act this insane?!”

I bit my lip until it bled.

The taste of copper filled my mouth.

A damn camera.

This was the only thing my mother had left me, yet to him, it was nothing more than a ‘damn camera.’

I looked up, unable to suppress the overwhelming waves of hatred.

I swung my hand and slapped Ji Qing hard across the face.

The blood from my fingertips smeared against his cheek.

“Ji Qing, get out!

“Get out!!!”

While he stared at me in shock, I pulled the engagement ring off my finger.

And hurled it into the trash.