Chapter 727: Chapter 727



Fannie cut him off. “Jett, don’t blame yourself. If I hadn’t found out about you and Selma, I might never have realized that I don’t actually like you.”

She had once believed Jett was a decent match, encouraged by everyone around her. She had convinced herself they were suitable. But deep down, she didn’t feel anything real for him.

Seeing Judie had once stirred jealousy and bitterness in her, but seeing Selma only filled her with the anger of betrayal by someone she trusted.

“No, Fifi! Don’t say things like that just because you’re angry!” Jett’s voice rose with desperation. “It’s my fault—I messed up!”

But Fannie stayed composed, her voice steady. “I’m angry because you two were the people I trusted most, and you betrayed me right under my nose. That’s all.”

Her words hit Jett like a cold slap of reality. In that moment, he understood that Fannie never loved him. Even though he had wronged her, Fannie wasn’t interested in the “why” or the “how.” All she cared about was cutting ties completely.

“How did you find out?” Jett demanded, his tone sharp. “Were you and Bobby next door? What were you doing in the bathroom? Or did you forget that I was your boyfriend?”

Fannie couldn’t help but let out a bitter laugh, her anger simmering just beneath the surface. “You and Selma—don’t tell me that was your first time? If you had the nerve to do it, why are you so afraid of me finding out?”

“You didn’t answer my question,” Jett shot back, stepping closer. His grip tightened around her wrist. “Why won’t you answer? You were with Bobby, weren’t you?”

Fannie couldn’t admit anything. Doing so would shift the blame onto her, as if Jett’s infidelity could somehow be justified by her actions.

“Stop dragging other people into this,” Fannie said firmly, yanking her wrist free. “I spared your dignity in front of your parents. From now on, let’s part ways peacefully. I wish you and Selma all the happiness in the world.”

She turned to leave, but Jett couldn’t hold back. He grabbed her arm, his frustration boiling over.

“Do you know why I ended up with Selma? It’s because you are involved with Bobby! Fifi, I’m a man. No man could stand knowing you’ve slept with him. Since you and Bobby aren’t innocent, why should what I did with Selma be any different?”

“Jett, are you out of your mind? Let go of me!” Fannie snapped, her voice sharp with indignation.

“I won’t!” Jett growled, his grip tightening as he lowered his head, his tone desperate. “Fifi, I do like you! I always have! But being with Selma was the only way I could stop thinking of your past with Bobby.”

Fannie let out a bitter laugh, her anger almost eclipsed by how absurd his reasoning was. He claimed to like her, yet he had gone to another woman’s bed. If he couldn’t handle her history with Bobby, why hadn’t he said so from the start? No one had forced him into this situation but himself.

“Jett, nothing you say matters anymore. We’re done. I don’t like you. We’ve already broken up!”

“Fifi, Selma and I are over! If you don’t believe me, call her! Ask her yourself! We ended things a long time ago!”

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