Within a few days, I received a message about the wedding he and Sandra were hosting.

Alright! He dared to post to me. Xavier thought I didn't dare to go, but I insisted on going.

I dressed up for his wedding and prepared to give him an important and unforgettable gift.

I sat at the main table with aplomb and walked around the room to toast the guests. If they didn't know the detail, they would think Xavier and I were married again.

As he saw how rude and arrogant I was, he began to doubt his own judgment.

After all, when I was with him, the personality I displayed was deliberately trying to be closer to his ideal spouse.

I was gentle and virtuous.

Only when Xavier was absent could I return to my free and unrestrained self.

Sandra was wearing an exquisite wedding dress. She saw me shining in her own territory, and a hint of resentment flashed across her face.

She pretended to fiercely clench her fists, but in reality, she coquettishly pounded on Xavier's chest. "Honey, look at that woman. Why is she so vulgar and impolite?"

He sent the post to me on his own initiative. I didn't cause any trouble or attack them, so what could they do to me?

Sandra was so angry that she hooked Xavier's arm, walked over with a smile, and deliberately stuck to him as if showing off her trophy.

"Well, Bella, I'm sorry. I'll just borrow your husband for a while. You don't mind it, right?"

I smiled wickedly and glanced at her with a sneer.

"I don't mind. After all, the trash belongs in the trash can."

"You!" She was furious!

Then, Sandra raised her hand to slap me. "Are you arrogant?"

But I grabbed her wrist and twisted her arm easily, making her scream in pain.

Sandra wanted to curse me, but Xavier covered her mouth and whispered, "Don't mess with her, she's a black belt in Taekwondo."

Sandra glared at him, her eyes looking as if she wanted to gouge him out. Why didn't he say so earlier?

So, they stepped back and only dared to shout from 6.6 feet away from me.

"Don't be so proud. You are just my defeated opponent, a rude woman that no one wants."

I chuckled and rolled up my sleeves, pretending to go over and beat her. Then, Sandra was scared and immediately fled in panic.

If it weren't for the fact that she was pregnant, I would have done more than just pinning her down on the table.

Xavier held her in his arms, treating her like his own precious treasure. He carefully helped Sandra move her wrist, fearing that there would be any mishap.

He cared about her deeply, and as a result, she was quite content. Sandra smiled triumphantly at me.

I took out my phone to check the messages.

[Bella, don't be sad. I have arranged a date with a top male model for you. He is 6.2 feet tall, strong, handsome, affectionate, and rich! I guarantee that you will forget Xavier as soon as you find a new man.]

I told Ryan to get lost!

It would be a lie to say I wasn't sad. I loved him for three years, not three days, but Xavier had never been so nice to me.

He was inherently promiscuous. Even if he changed spouses, his behavior would remain the same. Sandra may be the first, but she definitely would not be the last.

Besides, she was not a good person either.

I drank the coffee in my hand and looked at Ryan from a distance.

I chuckled sarcastically and casually lowered my head. Wasn't Xavier happiest about the fact that Sandra was pregnant with his child?

Well, I would let him see that how did she betray him.

As the wedding reached a critical moment, Xavier was confessing his love to Sandra affectionately, and she also responded in a high-profile manner.

"I only love Xavier and will never change in this life!"

As they kissed passionately, suddenly, the large screen behind them switched to the surveillance footage from three hours ago in her dressing room.

They saw Sandra hugging a strange man and kissing him madly on the bed!

The scene was quite chaotic.

Onstage, Xavier and Sandra shared a deep and affectionate kiss, while there was a sigh from the audience. Everyone's attention was focused on the screen.

In the surveillance video, Sandra was impatient and hugged the man and kissed him fiercely. The two had a passionate relationship in the room, leaving everyone stunned.

Unfortunately, it was cut off before it had even lasted ten seconds.

Sandra, who was kissing Xavier passionately, caught a glimpse of the scene on the screen and was so scared that she screamed like a groundhog.

Then, her head tilted, and she fainted.

Seeing this extremely exciting scene, he was completely stunned.

Then, Xavier screamed in disbelief.

He rushed off the stage like crazy, unplugged the power cord, and kept shouting at the crowd, "Stop filming! Stop filming!"

Xavier searched the entire venue and soon spotted me, who was engrossed in looking at the footage I had captured on my phone with great interest.

He narrowed his eyes, rushed over, and kicked me in the stomach!

I was kicked unconscious and fell to the ground, holding my abdomen in pain and my head buzzing.

I never expected that I would become his first target. I also never expected that Xavier, who was always gentle and refined, would have such a brutal and violent side.

His behavior was sinister and eerie, which made people shudder.

"Who told you to let these out? Do you want to kill me?"

Xavier fiercely raised the chair high up and exerted all his strength to smash it towards me.

With such a high height and force, I would have to stay in the hospital for two months. How could he actually do that to me?

Therefore, I was extremely disappointed!

Ryan pushed me away, and the chair fell on him, breaking into several pieces in an instant.

He held his waist in pain, curled up on the ground, and was in so much pain that he couldn't stand up.

Ryan, disregarding everything else, was afraid that I would be harmed by the rampaging Xavier. He desperately exerted all his strength to hold onto Xavier's legs, trembling all over as he shouted for me to run quickly.

Looking at Ryan with veins bulging on his forehead, I couldn't help it anymore.

If he hadn't been smart and found out that Sandra had a lover and waited in the dressing room in advance, I would not have been able to vent my anger.

I was completely awake.

Instead of running, I grabbed a chair and charged towards Xavier with even more ferocity and speed. I executed a powerful shoulder throw on him, dealing a heavy blow.

To be ruthless, one must have strength. If he didn't have the strength and still dare to show off in front of me, he was looking for death!

I lifted Xavier onto my shoulders and threw him out like trash!

He crashed into the red wine tower, his body covered in red wine and blood, looking miserable. Xavier lay on the ground like a dead dog, unable to get up.

He actually dared to strike Ryan, so I was determined to teach him a lesson about the skill level of a black belt in Taekwondo!

I was so angry that my fighting power exploded.

Xavier was thin to begin with, so I swung him in my hands like a ball, spinning him around in circles.

Feeling unsatisfied, I treated him like a punching bag, delivering punch after punch. I made sure to repay him for every wrong he had done to me, owed me, and for hurting Ryan. With utmost seriousness and precision, I struck back with every ounce of determination.

As the police arrived, they saw the three of us lying on the ground.

Ryan laughed so hard and clapped his hands in applause.

Xavier was lying on the ground, bleeding from his mouth and nose, like a wilted cucumber, and one of his shoes had fallen off.

Seeing the police coming, he stretched out his hand tremblingly and felt wronged, saying, "Help..."

I was exhausted, so I lay on the ground to rest for a while.

Beating someone was much more satisfying than beating a sandbag!

No wonder our coach always stopped us from fighting others. I truly loved the sensation and the flexibility!

Excessive self-defense required accountability. After all, Xavier couldn't even stand up.

Surprisingly, he did not hold me responsible or seek retribution for my actions.

Therefore, I didn't say much.

We both sides had a truce and lived in peace for a year.

Xavier's behavior became more and more perverse and shameless. During the settlement, he added me back as a friend on WhatsApp in order to get compensation. Xavier came to talk to me from time to time. If I ignored him, he would disgust me.

Sandra gave birth to a child, and he took to Facebook to post pictures mocking me.

The child could roll over now, and he mocked me again.

I ignored it.

It was not that I didn't dare to confront Xavier, but I'm waiting for the right opportunity.

It would be too dull to tell him he had been betrayed now. I would deliver a fatal blow when he thought he had reached the pinnacle of his life!

The opportunity soon came.

Xavier was so happy that the child learned to call him dad that he wanted to tell the whole world how smart his son was.

He shared a post on Facebook and mentioned me.

The caption was: [The happiest thing in life is having my wife and child by my side. My life is complete! Someone, please stop bothering me!]

Xavier still commented below it: [If someone can't get it, she wants to destroy it. Please don't appear in front of me in the future and disturb our family reunion.]

What followed was a long string of mocking expressions.

It hurt my eyes.

I didn't panic at all and immediately gave him a thumbs-up on his comment.

I took out a report that I had been hiding for a long time, set an alarm for midnight, and then went into bed to have a peaceful sleep.

At 12 o'clock, I took a photo of his infertility test report and posted it on Facebook, with the caption: [Medical miracle.]

In less than five minutes, I received many comments.

The next second, he kept calling me.