Chapter 6
During our relationship. I once mentioned to Kitty Brown how Ethan had an overly strong sense of ritual, which made me feel somewhat uneasy Kitty said that a man with a strong sense of ritual was actually a sign of his love for a woman. Little did we know, all of Ethan’s so called rituals were carefully laid trape Below the post, there was also a poll with two options: one saying “sincerely trying to win her back,” and the other saying “letting go calmly A few days earlier. I had blocked all of Ethan’s social media accounts, including his Facebook, TikTok, and Instagram, to avoid further entanglements with him. If it weren’t for this girl I probably wouldn’t have discovered Ethan’s shameless actions. After saving the screenshots, I thanked the girl. She said, “It’s okay, sis. If I hadn’t seen your post earlier. I might have been fooled by Ethan too. Stay strong and make sure that jerk doesn’t have an easy life.”
After ending the conversation with the girl. Kitty came over and asked, “Marina, what do you think Ethan is trying to do? Is he so desperate to show everyone what a scumbag he is?” I opened Ethan’s post and pointed to the comments section under the post, saying, “In this day and age, sincerity is always the ultimate weapon. Ethan first admits his mistakes, then twists the truth about me. He’s afraid that I’ll post what he’s done on a public platform and affect his future reputation, so he’s trying to act first.” Kitty frowned and asked, “But if he’s already posted all this, won’t people still see it for what it is? Who would be focivch enough to fall for this?”
“Of course. Not everything he said in his post is the truth,” I said, scrolling through the comments. Sure enough, among the sea of insults, I found some well reasoned analyses. Some people said I was a “gold–digger” who was angry because I had been deceived. Others said that Ethan and I were both equally opportunistic, using each other. There were also those who said that if women weren’t so materialistic these days, men wouldn’t feel the need to cater to their preferences. Ethan had deceived me, but he had also spent real money on me. If I was really going to divorce him, then the expensive gifts and transfers I had received from him should be returned. The comments supporting this view were numerous, mostly from men like Ethan who wanted to get something for nothing.
Kitty was so angry she threw her phone aside. “Marina, now this situation has blown up. Ethan posted those pictures with such sloppy mosaics, and it won’t be long before someone digs up more about you. Maybe we should post something on a bigger platform to beat him to the punch, so he doesn’t smear us later.”
“No, not yet,” I shook my head. “If this turns into an online shouting match and the public opinion isn’t one–sided, it’ll just turn into a he–said–she–said, with netizens watching and eating popcorn.”
Then what do you suggest? Are we just supposed to let him off the hook?” Kitty asked, puffing out her cheeks.
“Of course not. I already have a better plan,” I said confidently, a smile playing on my lips. “You just need to help me with something.”
Sara is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.

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