Semua Bab Boyfriend's Lover Strikes Out: Bab 1 - Bab 8

The button would instantly send my location and live audio of the scene to my brother.The moment I pressed it, the car's alarm screamed—and the two who had already started to walk away, Nick Camden and Maisie Lennox, turned back as if pulled on a string.Nick sprinted to my window and hammered the glass with his fists. "Katie, what the hell are you doing? Are you serious right now?"It's just a little smoke. Why are you hitting an emergency button? Do you think the whole city's rescue teams exist just for you? Stop overreacting!" Maisie covered her mouth and snickered."Nick, don't be mad at Katie. This is all my fault," she cooed, fishing out a small black gadget the size of a matchbox and waving it triumphantly. "Last time you drove to pick me up, I bought a smoke simulator and put it in her car as a prank. See? One press and it puffs smoke. It's harmless, no smell. So fun!"Hearing this, Nick's face darkened with even more fury. "Did you hear her? Katie, it's fake. Maisie wa

Nick's expression shifted, but Maisie was quicker. She blurted out in a rush, "Mister, don't misunderstand! My friend is just cooking in there!"She loves excitement—keeps talking about a car kitchen. She insisted on showing off for us. But the fire got out of hand."Don't worry, this car is fireproof. She's perfectly safe inside!""Cooking?" The man stared, baffled.Nick immediately chimed in, "Yes, my girlfriend just likes to mess around. Sorry for the misunderstanding. We'll take her home now."The motorcyclist looked from me to them, suspicion clouding his eyes. In the end, he shook his head, muttered, "Young people these days really know how to play," and revved his engine, driving away.Inside, the oxygen thinned to nothing. A piercing system alarm blared: [Danger! Carbon monoxide levels critical. Oxygen below 8%. Evacuate immediately! Evacuate immediately!]The flames surged higher, and the window glass groaned and warped under the heat.Then I remembered—my brother, alw

Maisie trembled so hard her sobs caught in her throat, choking off before they could escape."How do I know?" Jake's voice was ice-cold as he slowly raised his phone. On the screen was a live surveillance feed—my car's exact location and a recording playing in real time.Nick's and Maisie's venomous, mocking words echoed from the speaker, each one laced with cruelty, set against my own faint, desperate pleas. The contrast was so stark, so damning, it was like a knife through the air.Nick's face blanched, then flushed an ugly green, before turning a mottled purple. Panic consumed him.He scrambled to his feet, pointing at me with wild, shaking hands in one last frenzy of denial. "It's her! She forced me! She's a control freak! She's always using her family's power to control every part of my life! I've had enough!"He roared like a madman, spittle flying. "I love Maisie! But she wouldn't let me go! She threatened me with self-harm and suicide! She set this up! This is her trap! Sh

I was rushed to the hospital. After a series of examinations, the diagnosis came back: acute inhalation injury and second-degree burns. I would need to be hospitalized under close observation.Inside the ward, Jake sat peeling an apple, his expression still dark and stormy."Come on, Jake, don't be angry," I forced a faint smile. "I'm fine now, aren't I?"He set the fruit knife down and looked at me, his gaze filled with guilt and aching tenderness."This is my fault. I saw what kind of ungrateful guy Nick was long ago. I should have forced you to break it off back then.""It's not your fault." I shook my head. "I was too blind."Jake sighed. "The police interrogated Nick and Maisie overnight. They've also uncovered her background. She's just an ordinary girl from a working-class family. But her vanity runs deep. She was disciplined in school for bullying and jealousy, and she's maintained an ambiguous relationship with Nick all along. This time, she probably decided the timing w