Take Revenge on the RumormongersChapter 1
Alexander sent a photo of a woman to his friends' group chat.
[I've dated many, but this one is the most thrilling.]
After discovering this, I kept the evidence and found the woman to confront the jerk together.
On the day we met, the other party turned out to be a stunning man, 6 feet tall, with an androgynous beauty.
He grabbed the jerk by the neck and angrily said, "So, you're the one who edited my photo and spread lies about me, saying I was thrilling?"
Alexander had added me in the freshman group chat.
He said he was a junior in the finance department and that I could come to him with any questions.
Over time, Alexander built up a perfect image in my mind.
Until I logged into his twitter account and found that he had sent a photo of a woman in his friends' group chat.
He added: [I've dated many, but this one is the most thrilling.]
His friends all praised him: [Alexander, you're amazing!]
The moment I saw the photo, my pupils shook. My fingers trembled with anger as I touched the screen and accidentally enlarged the woman's photo.
Her appearance wasn't common.
She had a unique look, one that could be easily recognized in a crowd, with fox-like features.
I suddenly remembered where I had seen this woman.
I immediately went into the freshman group chat, searched through the chat history, and found that a girl had posted the photo.
The beautiful woman in the photo had flawless skin and seductive, beautiful eyes. Unlike typical beauties, she had an alluring charm.
She was sitting in the water, her back to the camera, with her long hair floating on the surface.
My fingers trembled slightly as I held the phone.
I couldn't believe it was her.
I clicked on the girl's profile and added her as a friend.
She quickly accepted my friend request.
[Do you need something?]
I typed a line of text but then deleted it.
Alexander and I hadn't been dating for long.
Our relationship wasn't deep.
But my family had been torn apart because of a homewrecker.
So, I had an inherent hatred for all homewreckers.
I typed out a long message but then had a thought.
Maybe the girl didn't know Alexander had a girlfriend.
After all, our relationship hadn't been made public.
[Do you know the girl in the photo?]
[A girl? Haha, do you need something? If you want to meet her, sorry, she has someone she likes and doesn't add strangers.]