Chapter 250: Losing the Disguise
Jenny, oh Jenny, why you gotta hate on me? Love's a selfish game, girl. You knew Brad had a girl, but you still wanted to be his side chick and thought it was all good. I was just looking out for my own love, so why can't I?
"Baby, don't talk crazy."
"No, nobody needs to see this."
Brad and Jenny both chimed in at the same time.
Two people, two lines, two different vibes, all aimed at me.
Brad had turned around at some point and walked over, reaching out to grab me, but I shook him off.
He held the hand I had shaken off, his face unreadable.
I glared at him hard and spat out, "Hmph, we'll deal with this at home."
Turning back, I locked eyes with Jenny again. Right now, Brad and I couldn't argue, or we'd be playing right into her hands.
"Really? Then Jenny, tell me, with that seductive pose just now, if Brad had come over on his own, what were you planning to do? Have him put medicine on you, or cover you with a blanket?"
I stared into Jenny's eyes, not giving her a chance to dodge.
If I wasn't too embarrassed to say it, I'd have asked her if Brad had come alone, would she have let her bathrobe slip off, then pretended to cover herself in a panic, only to end up falling into Brad's arms. Finally, she'd take advantage of the situation to do something more. Maybe that was her real plan for calling Brad tonight.
A hot chick in his arms, making some "accidental" moves, her hands drawing circles on Brad's chest, or "accidentally" touching his belt—how many guys could resist that?
She was dead set on making Brad her man tonight.
Her intentions were so obvious that I couldn't even convince myself it was just a misunderstanding.
This Jenny, so sneaky.
Jenny was really playing dirty. To get Brad, she'd do anything, even seduction. Throwing herself at him like that—how desperate can she get?
Maybe it was Brad's favoritism and protection of me that drove her to do such a low thing.
"I, I didn't, Jane, you can't accuse me. I really fell, and even though the wound isn't big, I can't feel my lower body. I was scared I had other injuries I didn't know about, so I asked Brad to come over. I really didn't mean anything else, really."
She waved her hands frantically, trying to clear her name.
But come on, anyone paying attention could see through her act. It wasn't something she could just brush off with a few words.
I wasn't an idiot; how could I not see through such bad acting?
I figured she might cause trouble, but I didn't think she'd be so impatient. Maybe it was because she heard the sounds of Brad and me getting it on this afternoon and got all riled up.
From this, I was sure that Jenny came to Regalia not just for treatment but to steal Brad from me.
Exploiting a favor to gain an advantage.She was beautiful, talented, cunning, and uninhibited—a tough enemy.
She was totally bullying me, not taking me seriously at all.
I was pretty pissed and said something harsh.
"Jenny, what the hell is going on?" Brad finally spoke irritably. Maybe to avoid suspicion, he stood behind me, not getting close to Jenny, with obvious impatience and disgust in his eyes.
Jenny paused for a moment, showing a hurt expression.
It must have been Brad's disgust that made her feel sad.
"Brad, I didn't mean anything by it. I really just fell and got worried. It's Jane; she's overthinking and making me out to be the bad guy. Brad, I'm, I'm being wronged here. You know, when you turned me down back then, I said I wanted to stay friends. So many years have passed, and if it weren't for bumping into each other in Silverbrook City, we wouldn't have had any contact. Brad, I had already moved on from you."
Tears welled up in Jenny's eyes, making her look all pitiful.
What a performance. Seriously, who invites someone over at night with their thighs all out?
She should be in Hollywood; she's that good at acting.
Even now, Jenny was playing the victim. So, was I just imagining that exposed shoulder, the barely covered chest and leg?
She had the nerve to do it but wouldn't own up. What a piece of work!
The anger I'd been holding back erupted like a volcano.
"Wronged? Fine, then explain, Jenny, why was your bathrobe half-open? Don't tell me the belt broke. What about the shoulder, and that leg barely covered? If you can give a convincing reason, I'll apologize to you. I'll even agree to let Brad accompany you every night. How about that?"
Jenny's face turned pale, and the hatred in her eyes was no longer hidden. "Who the hell do you think you are? Why should I explain anything to you? The person I want is Brad; it has nothing to do with you. Get out, get out of my room. You're not welcome here."
Jenny's classy and elegant facade finally crumbled after her seduction failed.
Unable to argue anymore, she started kicking people out. Such manners, truly, were nothing special.
I was so mad I wanted to say more, but Brad came over and grabbed my arm. He shook his head, signaling me to stop.
"Why won't you let me speak? Am I wrong?" I tried to shake off Brad, but I couldn't. He held me tightly, not letting go. "Let go, are you protecting her?"
I shouted in anger.
Jenny being sneaky was one thing, but Brad protecting her was infuriating.
This was the first time in twenty-three years that I had truly lost my temper with Brad, the first time I yelled at him, the first time I was mad at him.
This was a bad start, really annoying.
I wanted to revoke his probationary status.
Meeting a half-naked beauty late at night and still wanting to be my real boyfriend? Dream on.
I was so sad and angry. I hugged my arms, swallowing back the tears with all my might.
I could cry, but never in front of Jenny.
Brad tightened his grip, pulling me to lean against his chest. "Jenny, I'm very disappointed in what happened today. Let me emphasize again, I have a girlfriend. Jane is the only one for me, now and always. No one else will ever catch my eye or enter my heart. I said this years ago, and I'm saying it again today. Please remember this and don't let it happen again. Otherwise, I won't tolerate you anymore."
Jenny looked up at Brad in a daze. After a while, she suddenly cried, resentfully saying, "Brad, I love you so much. I would even give up my life for you. Why can't you see that? Why? What's so good about Jane that makes you so devoted to her?"
Seriously?
Weren't you just friends? Now you're saying you love him so much? Jenny changed her story every minute. Who knew which sentence was true?
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