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“Psycho!” she exclaimed, hurrying from the room with her clothes clutched against her naked chest.
“I’m the psycho?” I yelled after her. “You’re the whore who fucks other people’s fiancés!”
“Jade, calm down,” Hunter pleaded behind me.
Turning, I stared at him, feeling like I was going to vomit. He was still naked, his cock sticking up in the air and slick with another woman’s juices.Puke.
“How could you?” I asked, my eyes filling with tears. “After all we’ve been through?”
“Honey, let me explain. Ana—”
“Just fell onto your cock, and you just happened to start wiggling your little dick in and out?”
“No, I…” He ran his hand over his face, looking uncomfortable.
“Why the fuck do you even want to get married?” I asked, fighting back tears. “If you love someone, you don’t sleep with other women and lie about it.”
“So if I had said something, you would’ve been okay with it?” he asked, looking hopeful. “You’re willing to have an open marriage?”
“No!” I shrieked. What a dumb ass!
“Jade…” He reached out for me, and I raised my hand and slapped him.
My palm collided with his cheek with a satisfying crack, and his head snapped to the side.
“I can’t even look at you,” I said, seething. “I can’t even touch you. You broke my fucking heart, and now I have to get tested for every STD under the sun. You’re nothing but a filthy, lying, prick, Hunter.Get out of my house.”
He stood there, looking sheepish, and I resisted the urge to slap him again.
“Move!” I yelled.
He scratched his balls, his cock still hard. “Uh… It’s my house.”
My mouth fell open as I realized what was happening. He was kicking me out. This was my home too, and unlike him, I had nowhere else to go.
“You’re kicking me out?” I asked, completely shocked. “After you…”
“I’m not leaving,” he replied. “I’ve got a briefing tonight.”
“You were supposed to love me,” I whispered, my throat tight. “I loved you, and you were supposed to…” It wasn’t even worth finishing the sentence. Hunter was never going to change.
Taking the diamond engagement ring off my finger, I threw it at him. He raised his arms to shield himself, and it bounced off his forearm, collided with the wall, and then fell onto the floor.
“It’s over, Hunter.It’s so fucking over.”
“Jade, babe…” He held open his arms. “Let’s talk about this.”
My gaze fell to his cock, and I almost choked on my own vomit.
“You’re still fucking hard,” I said to him with contempt. “There’s nothing to talk about. You don’t care about me. I’m entirely sure you never did.”
“That’s not true,” he complained.
“It’s so true that it’s taking all my strength not to go downstairs, get a carving knife, and hack off your dick.”
His eyes widened.
“The least you can do is get the fuck out of the room so I can pack,” I went on. “I’ll be back for the rest of my things as soon as I can organize a mover.” I snorted and turned toward the walk-in closet. “When I’m done, I’ll leave the key on the hall table.”
