"Madam." James always addressed me this way. "Home." I was exhausted, the people and things in my life were becoming increasingly complex. I rubbed my temples. My brain cells didn't seem to be enough. Not long after the car started, I spoke again, "James, let me, I just wanted to drive." I gripped the steering wheel, focusing on the road ahead. When I saw the college boy waiting at the traffic light ahead, I seized the opportunity, stepped on the gas, and charged ahead, successfully knocking him down. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" I hurriedly got out of the car to help him up, only to see his leg bleeding profusely, severely injured. "Ma'am?" The college boy called out to me in surprise, gritting his teeth against the I told James, "Quick, take him to the hospital." The boy's name was Joshua, a 20-year-old college student. I sat on the hospital bench, looking at Joshua's contact number that I had just saved my phone, feeling somewhat desolate. In the end, I was too petty. The only revenge I could think of was an eye for an eye. Since James could take my husband, why couldn't I take her boyfriend? Although she was forced into it, she later accepted Damon, when he was completely crazy. If Ariel had never accepted him, he might have been more rational, considering The hospital was bustling. I was in the late stages of breast cancer with lymphatic women who often got angry and repressed were likely to get breast cancer. possibility of getting any return for his efforts. past life and spent my last days in the hospital. Doctors said that I covered all of Joshua's medical expenses, and generously compensated him for his part-time job. fees a
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