For a Thrill, My Fiancé’s First Love Taught Him How to Treat Me Like Dirt
On the eve of our wedding, Jack coaxed me into giving him my first time.
The next morning, I painfully crawled out of his bed.
Unintentionally, I overheard him chatting with his ex–girlfriend in the study.
“Hey, wasn’t it thrilling to play with her in bed last night like I taught you?”
“If I hadn’t told you to use a permanent marker to write ‘slut; ‘whore; and ‘bitch‘ on her body while she was out of it, you wouldn’t have had such an exciting experience.”
Jack replied affectionately, “You’re something else.”
His ex–girlfriend whined, “You know, I’m actually a bit jealous that you’re marrying her.”
Jack casually responded, “I’m just playing with her. On the wedding day, you come and crash it. I’ll leave with you, and she’ll be humiliated. Wouldn’t that be fun?”
I put down my phone, neither crying nor making a scene.
Instead, I booked a flight for studying abroad.
The departure date was the same day as the wedding.
1
I leaned against the door, listening to their conversation, my fingertips trembling.
Emily’s tone was gleeful:
“Hey, isn’t Lily supposed to be our university’s campus beauty queen? And you’ve reduced her to this state?”
“You’re such a bad boy!”
Jack replied nonchalantly, “Don’t say it like that. She enjoyed herself last night too.”
“She chased after me for three years in college. By sleeping with her, I’m just helping her fulfill her wish.”
“It’s her own fault. I only agreed to marry her, but now she’s becoming too controlling. Running away from the wedding is just to teach her a lesson.”
His tone was so matter–of–fact.
I felt a chill run through my body, my head spinning, almost collapsing.
I had to lean against the wall to barely stand up.
I didn’t know when I fell asleep last night.
Or rather, when I passed out.
It was my first time, and neither the preparation nor the aftercare was done properly.
I touched my forehead.
It was burning hot.
I must have a fever.
In the study, Jack spoke casually:
“There’s one thing I forgot to ask. Last night was her first time, and I couldn’t hold back. I finished inside her and didn’t clean up in time.”
10:01 AM
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“She’s physically weak and had a bit of a fever in the early hours. You’re a girl, you should know better how to handle this?”
But Emily was dismissive: “I didn’t expect your fiancée to be such a drama queen. What’s the big deal?”
“You absolutely can’t spoil her too much, or she’ll be even more difficult to deal with in the future.”
I clenched my fists, holding my breath waiting for Jack’s response.
He was silent for a moment, then replied, “Mm, I’ll do as you say.”
I stood there stunned, suddenly feeling drained.
I thought he would care about me at least a little bit.
Even if it was just a tiny bit.
Emily whined on the other end of the phone: “Alright, let’s not talk about your boring fiancée anymore. I want to eat breakfast from that place
in New Town. Can you come over and bring me some?”
Jack frowned slightly: “I should help Lily take a shower first, to wash off those words on her body before she notices.”
Emily wasn’t happy: “No way! It’s more fun if she finds out!”
“Oh come on, don’t worry. Even if she discovers it, she won’t dare to break up with you. Besides, she might even like being treated that way~”
“Come on, I’m starving.”
“Alright, you little glutton. What do you want to eat? I’ll bring it for you.”
Jack hung up the phone and hurriedly left.
He didn’t care at all about me, still running a fever.
