Revenge is best served cold

The strong sensation of weightlessness jolted me awake from my unconscious state. Opening my eyes, I saw Jeremiah standing by the bed, looking down at me with an aggressive gaze. It seemed that the weightlessness I felt earlier was him throwing me onto the bed.

I let out a sigh of relief. At least I woke up in time.

Seeing my eyes open, Jeremiah smirked. "You're awake?"

I kept my guard up, eyeing him warily. "What exactly do you want to do? We're divorced. It's over. Can't you understand that?"

Hearing this, Jeremiah sneered as a flicker of madness flashed in his eyes. "Of course, I know we're divorced. You don't have to keep reminding me."

He lifted his hand and took off his suit jacket. Slowly, he sat on the bed, his voice deliberately soft. "You've always loved me, haven't you? Why the sudden change? Weren't all the things you did before just to make me jealous?"

I scoffed. "You're a little too full of yourself, aren't you? I've told you many times that it's over between us. How many times do I have to say it for you to understand?"

I looked at Jeremiah with disgust, a wave of nausea hitting me. "What's with the act now? Do you think I'll fall for your fake affection? Do you really want me to repeat the things going on between you and Elsa?"

At the mention of Elsa, his eyes gleamed. "Are you still jealous? You're upset because of Elsa, aren't you? If you come back to me, I'll promise I'll never see her again."noveldrama

I scoffed and stared directly into his eyes, speaking in a firm tone. "Even without Elsa, there'll be a hundred more like her. If it happens once, it'll happen countless times. I'm not as stupid as you think. I won't believe your promises. If you want me to have even a fraction of a good impression of you, let me go now."

At my words, Jeremiah suddenly let out a laugh, almost sounding a little mad. He turned to look at me, quickly closing the distance between us and grabbing my wrist. "Let you go? Let you go so that you can look for Eric?"

He looked at me coldly. "How long has it been since we divorced, and you're already married to him? What's the difference between you and me? In the end, you're just another woman who can't stay loyal."

I looked at him indifferently, saying nothing. There was no point in saying more now. Jeremiah wasn't listening to anything I had to say. He stubbornly remained in his own world.

Seeing that I was silent, he reached out and started ripping at my dress. His voice was full of malice. "I want to see if Eric will still want you after you've slept with me."

I struggled desperately, shouting, "Get off! Get away from me! You're disgusting!"

My scream's only seemed to excite Jeremiah even more. A wide grin spread across his face, and his eyes gleamed with a relentless

determination as if he wouldn't stop until he got what he wanted.

I seized the opportunity and sank my teeth into his arm. He immediately winced in

pain, pulling his arm back.

The next second, a heavy slap landed across my face. I shook my head desperately, trying to regain my clarity. My mind was filled with Eric's image.

At that moment, Jeremiah's touch made me feel sick to my core. I weakly shouted Eric's name, hoping he would somehow appear and save me from this nightmare.

Jeremiah continued tearing at my clothes, his voice filled with malice. "He's probably still having dinner right now. Don't worry. By the time he remembers you, it'll be too late."

Just as his words fell, the door suddenly slammed open.

In the next moment, the weight pressing down on me disappeared.

I opened my eyes, only to meet Eric's gaze. They were full of the pain from losing

something and the relief from finding it again.