He Published My Diary,I Put Him Behind BarsChapter 1
My boyfriend was obsessed with sex — and loved making me write reflections afterward.
He said that when I finished three hundred and sixty entries, he would marry me.
But when the diary was complete, he took it overseas to publish.
The book became a sensation.
Overnight, I was branded a notorious slut.
I stormed over to confront him —
only to find Ryan Moore holding Chloe Lin in his arms, the two of them clinking glasses in celebration.
“Chloe has been working as an editor in Europe for years but never produced a hit book.
Your diary was the perfect material.”
“And you actually thought I’d marry you?
A woman who can handle every position and toy imaginable isn’t fit to be seen with the Moore family.”
“If you hadn’t framed Chloe for cheating on an exam back in college, she wouldn’t have been forced to leave school without her degree and go abroad to survive.”
“Lena Foster, this is karma.”
I couldn’t help but laugh.
The Foster Group could buy out hundreds of Moores if we wanted to.
Ryan and I? We were just having fun.
As for reputation —
that’s something only the weak have to worry about.
Ryan froze at the sound of my cold laugh.
“What? Did the insults make you stupid?”
“Lena! Get on your knees and apologize to Chloe!
Do that, and maybe I’ll spare you.”
“Once I’m with Chloe, I’ll even allow you to be my woman on the side.
Chloe says she’s not the jealous type — she can tolerate it.”
Beside him, Chloe spoke in a soft, coy voice.
“Ryan, maybe she’s just too happy right now.
Think about it — a woman who did it three hundred times and wrote about it every single time?
She’s practically an online fantasy icon now!”
“I bet tons of men have been confessing to her lately.”
“Oh, maybe it’s my fault — I made the book too famous.
It went viral all over Europe, and now people are secretly sharing it back home too!”
Ryan’s face grew darker and darker.
He clenched his fist so hard the wineglass shattered.
“Shameless whore!
You’re actually proud of this?”
“No wonder my family never agreed to let me marry you — they were right!”
I couldn’t understand his twisted logic.
“Ryan, all those tricks in bed — you were the one who suggested them.
I was just doing what my boyfriend wanted.
Why should I be ashamed?”
He was the one who disrespected me,
who took my most private diary and published it without my consent —
he was the one who should be ashamed.
Ryan’s veins bulged.