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I shouldn't have logged onto WhatsApp; it's really affecting my mood. But I needed to transfer money for Reynaldo's medication. I stumbled upon Reynaldo's WhatsApp. His message, sent while I was hiding, contained little information—just harsh words threatening me to return.

I flipped through casually and found a video. Inexplicably, I clicked it. The video showed Reynaldo drunk, lying on a bar counter. The bar was noisy, but I clearly heard him say my name. Voices—sometimes resentful, sometimes sorrowful, sometimes gritted—surrounded him. He closed his eyes, looking pained and sad. I furrowed my brows; what was wrong with him?

The video ended, and I continued scrolling. A message read, "Esmeralda, if you don't come back soon, this guy is going to get drunk at the bar."

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Another message: "Esmeralda, you're so heartless, you even changed your number. Are you determined to avoid Reynaldo? Come back, Esmeralda. He can't be without you. After you left, he started self-harming."

I furrowed my brows. That tone sounded like Jonathan. But was he wrong? How could Reynaldo possibly be without me? He probably couldn't be without Kimberly.

"Esmeralda, Esmeralda…" My finger accidentally tapped the video again. The man closed his eyes, murmuring my name in pain, seeming angry and resentful. I pursed my lips, feeling flustered.

Keep scrolling down. Jonathan sent another long message: "This guy insisted on bothering you; I was afraid he would get drunk and die here. Hurry up and come over; I'll send you the address." Next came an address.

Another four hours passed. Jonathan sent an angry emoji.

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"I realized that you were a heartless and ruthless woman. Even if he died in this bar tonight, you probably wouldn't come back to look at him. I've never seen a woman as heartless as you before, and yet he still likes you so much."

It's better for you to never come back again, so as not to harm him again. Even through the phone, Jonathan's anger was palpable. He really is a good brother to Reynaldo... but he still didn't know Reynaldo very well. The woman who could truly endanger Reynaldo wouldn't be me; it would only be Kimberly.

Sure enough, the next day, Reynaldo sent me a message: "Don't take Jonathan's words seriously." There was no further information. I laughed at myself self-deprecatingly. See, I told you he wouldn't like me. It's all Jonathan, thinking highly of himself.

I took a deep breath, brushed away my troubled emotions, and transferred 900 to him.

Just as he turned around, he came over and hit him… I looked at the familiar number and hesitated. To answer or not to answer?

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Forget it; I'd better answer. That man is so unpredictable. If I intentionally don't answer, who knows how he'll go crazy. I answered the call, but I didn't speak, waiting for him to speak first. Soon, a gentle female voice came through: "Hello, is this Ms. Duffy?"

I furrowed my brows, realizing it was Kimberly, calling from Reynaldo's phone. Dizzy, I shouldn't have answered if I'd known. I used to get annoyed whenever I heard her voice. I couldn't quite understand why Reynaldo would like a woman like her. Do men really like women who appear weak and helpless on the surface?

I was about to hang up when she said, "Reynaldo was taking a shower." My hand holding the phone tightened. Was Reynaldo taking a shower? So they… are they together now?

Upon further reflection, it's true they were engaged and living together, which is normal. A touch of self-mockery and pain flashed through my heart, and I said lightly, "Oh, then why did you call? Hang up!"

"Wait a moment…" Kimberly quickly stopped me. "Actually, you don't need to…