LOGIN"Um, I've been dying to say this, but I've actually wanted to punch that male lead for a while now.""My thoughts exactly! I couldn't believe all the comments earlier, and I almost thought I was going mad, so I said nothing.""Same here.""Are you mad? You're defending that evil character?""No, you're mad! The guy's parents died for the female lead. Even if she doesn't love him, she shouldn't do that to him. At least show him some respect!""Yeah, if the female lead had been honest and canceled the marriage formally then gave enough compensation, no one would flame her, but she wanted to have her cake and eat it too. Even worse, she made herself look like the victim beholden to a favor. God, cunning bastards.""Did AI write this shit? I can't believe the amount of likes it has. Did the bots come in droves?""Come on, get a real human author to write this."I stared at the comments and laughed."The side character is the real male lead, I think. I've been rooting for him.""T
Their other friends stood up as well. "Shit, the broadcasting room's locked!"Helga quickly looked up, and she saw my smiling face through the broadcasting room's window."Turn it off, turn it off!" Yves was panicking. The video was clear, and the voices were clearer.Everyone heard their conversation."This is his car, Yves. Are you sure about this?""That makes it all the more exciting."The guests were shocked"That's cheating! So this guy is a homewrecker!""As if! You're the homewrecker! They belong to each other! It's Harold holding the favor over her head!""Yeah, Harold's the homewrecker!"Yves was shivering, but his friends held him. Meanwhile, Melissa was furious."The person who played this video is the homewrecker, not Yves!"Another video popped up."Wait, that's the large-scale flood from twenty years ago!""A couple saved Helga!""She was already adorable at five years old. The girl grew up even more beautiful.""The flood washed the couple away. Did they
"We're going home!"I slapped her again, and she stared at me in disbelief. "What happened to you, Harold?"I picked the phone up. Though the screen was cracked, the phone itself was functional."No!" Yves gasped and lunged at me, but it was too late.I projected the footage onto the screen."Turn it off! You can't play it now!""Man, this guy is evil as evil can be."I stared at the screen. "This is what you call me forcing you into the car?"The screen was showing Helga getting pushed onto the hood, and then Yves pounced for a deep, fierce kiss. They made out so hard, it nearly dented the bumper. Their lips never parted as they moved from the bumper to the car.Yves opened the door with the spare key I gave Helga, and he pinned her down on the seat."This is his car, Yves. Are you sure about this?"Yves' breathing was ragged. "That makes it all the more exciting."The middle-aged woman's jaw slacked. Everyone stared at Yves and Helga in shock.Fiona pointed at the screen
Yves spread his arm and stood in front of Helga. "What are you doing, Mr. Zimmer? You brought us to your car, took our phones, and tried to ruin Helga's reputation! How dare you hit her!"I slammed my fist right into his face. Coldly, I said, "When did I do that? Didn't you see the picture of the trunk when it was opened? Even if you were really trapped, no one forced you to stay entangled and naked."Some among the crowd were already livestreaming.Yves went white. "We were baking and almost passing out, so we took everything off!""Including your undergarments?""I…""Enough!" Yvonne held up Yves. "Stop being unreasonable. Everyone takes everything off when they get too hot!"Melissa frowned. "Even if they have an affair, Helga has a car too. Why would they do it in yours?""Yeah, don't listen to him! It's 100 degrees outside and 120 at least inside the car! No one would be stupid enough to have a tryst there!"Everyone choked, and Yvone looked at me."You've gone too far.
A scream pierced the air, and Fiona stared at the trunk in disbelief. I turned away, unable to look at the scene. No, it wasn't because the two of them were unmoving and pitiful. It was because my car's interiors were defiled by their sweat and other juices.God, my heart ached. This car was as good as totaled."I…" Even the cops had never seen this."Helga, Yves…" Fiona's voice was shaking.The parents in the crowd shielded their children's eyes immediately. Angrily, they demanded, "What are you doing? It's broad daylight! You're setting a bad example for the kids!""Yeah!" I played along, "And you did it with someone else in your fiancé's car. God is watching.""You bastard!" Fiona charged at me like a madwoman. "You threw them into the car, didn't you? You wanted to kill them! Arrest that killer, officers!"The cops tried to calm her down as they called an ambulance, and they were frazzled.I watched as someone quickly covered them up, took them out of the trunk and moved th
I really wanted to get her and her family's approval, but now, Fiona was pointing at me."Just drive your car into the sea if you can't even park! Don't block the road! You ruined my bumper, you evil brat! Your parents should've taken you with them! My daughter wouldn't have had to marry someone like you just to repay her debt! Yves is a lot better than you!""Ah, mother knows best. This bastard is holding the favor over them and breaking up the male and female lead.""The female lead is hot and gentle. She's beyond his league.""Only tall, handsome, and chiseled guys like the male lead get to screw the female lead. Go knock her up, and she'll hate this guy even more!"The cops had to work more and register this as another traffic incident. Fiona was still embellishing her story, and I laughed."Your daughter isn't hostage to the favor. She's getting railed by your beloved Yves in the car right now."Fiona went white. "That's nonsense!"I pointed at the car with my chin. "Check







