Love Vanished, and I'm Not Looking Back

My boyfriend had online relationships with seven men using my photos.

Those men bought him various luxury goods and even made large transfers on holidays.

In order to maintain those abnormal relationships, he even took private photos of me and sent them to them.

Later, when his multiple affairs were exposed, he hid in the shadows.

Everyone accused me of being promiscuous, and those men spread my photos everywhere out of resentment.

As a result, I lost my job, and my parents wanted to sever ties with me. Being overwhelmed by the insults online, I sought solace on the rooftop, only to be pushed off by someone.

I fell from the rooftop and died while my boyfriend fooled around with another woman at a bar as if nothing happened.

When I woke up again, I was back to the time when my boyfriend was secretly taking pictures of me.

*****

As I opened my eyes again, warm water flowed over me. It seemed that I was taking a shower in the bathroom.

My body was intact, without a single scar. Even the cuts on my wrist from before were gone.

I could still recall the tearing pain of the fall, which was completely different from my feelings now.

I checked the time on my phone and was surprised to find myself back before everything happened!

My private photos hadn't been spread online yet, and the 60-page PDF hadn't appeared!

Before I could catch my breath, I noticed a vague shadow at the door.

My heart raced.

Having experienced death once made me alert.

With a slight "click" sound, the door opened a small crack.

The hand of that shadow slowly extended from the gap in the bathroom door, holding a phone with a dark camera pointed directly at me!

Joseph Levi was trying to take nude photos of me again!

Thinking about how my private photos went viral online in my previous life, I couldn't suppress my hatred. So, I immediately took down the showerhead and sprayed the water onto his phone.

"Damn it!"

Joseph exclaimed.

Meanwhile, I leisurely wrapped myself in a towel and then ran out in a panic.

"What's wrong? Are you okay?"

If I had exposed him now, he wouldn't have learned his lesson, as I had no evidence. To make him suffer a public downfall, I needed to deal with him tactfully.

Joseph held the water-soaked phone, his face contorted, but he also knew he couldn't reveal the truth, so he clenched his teeth and swallowed the pain.

"It's nothing, just that my phone got soaked. I have to get it fixed."

As he said that, he began to go out with an anxious face.

His boyfriends were waiting for his reply. How could he not be anxious?

But I stopped him instantly.

"It's already late, and the phone repair shops are closed by now. You won't be able to get it fixed, anyway.

"I know a place that can fix phones quickly. I'll take it there for you tomorrow."

After thinking for a moment, he handed me the phone.

With his phone in my hands, I finally relaxed completely.