With disgust, he kicked her away.

“You make me sick, Jaelyn! Leave Wragos immediately and never show your face in front of me again. If you do, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

With a heartless look, he turned to leave.

Jaelyn clutched her chest, sobbing uncontrollably. She staggered to her feet and reached out to embrace him from behind.

“Sanford, I'm truly sorry. I swear, I won't deceive you again!"

Sanford's eyes remained icy and cruel. He spun around and gripped her neck again.

“What? Haven't you had enough of that feeling of nearly dying just now? Do you want to experience it again?"

Jaelyn's eyes widened with fear.

Sanford brushed her away with a look of disgust, watching as she tumbled to the floor.

"Jaelyn, you are a dancer, right? If you show up in front of me again, I will make sure you never dance for the rest of your life!"

Sanford's voice still carried its usual allure.

However, at this moment, he resembled the Grim Reaper, radiating a terrifying aura.

Sanford walked out and slammed the door behind him.

Jaelyn stared blankly at the closed door, tears welling up uncontrollably.

She lost him again, this time for good.

He hated her now.

After what felt like an eternity, her phone suddenly rang.

She rose slowly and retrieved it from her bag.

As she looked at the caller's number, a surge of anger coursed through her.

When she answered the call, she roared, "Bitch! You are the cause of my misery! You have completely destroyed my relationship with Sanford.