MY Masochistic CEO-Chapter 117 the truth revealed

I chuckled to myself, thinking I shouldn’t get too immersed in the role in the future.

I replied: [Did you go out for business again last night?]

After a while, she replied: [Yes!]

This reply reignited the anger I had managed to suppress. "What kind of business involves hitting and choking?"

**Low-key guy**: [So, did you drink a lot last night?]

**Jessica**: [Yes, I got drunk.]

No wonder she was so happy. She was drunk!

**Low-key guy**: [I miss you!]

**Jessica**: [I miss you too!]

**Low-key guy**: [I want to see your... can you send me a video now?]

**Jessica**: [Ah, not today, I’m on my period.]

Did she think I would believe her?

Damn. I lost the chance.

After some thought, I sent: [I know everything. How long do you plan to hide it from me?]

Through the glass, I saw Jessica’s panicked expression. She replied: [What? I didn’t hide anything from you!]

**Low-key guy**: [You’re lying!]

**Low-key guy**: [If you had a social engagement, you should just tell me, but you didn’t!]

We had previously agreed that if there were any issues, we would inform each other in advance to avoid any potential exposure on my part.

**Jessica**: [Ah, I... the social engagement was urgent; I forgot for a moment.]

She was still lying.

**Low-key guy**: [I believed we wouldn’t deceive each other, but now I realize it was just wishful thinking on my part, a form of self-deception.]

**Jessica**: [Darling, I... I really didn’t!]

**Low-key guy**: [Enough, I don’t want to hear anything more. I just wanted to see if you would be honest with me, but you lied.]

I sent a heartbroken expression.

**Low-key guy**: [I guess that’s the end of us.]

I sent the message, but they say fortune favors the bold. If I didn’t clear things up today, who knows how many roles I would have to play in the future? While I may be flirtatious, I wouldn’t fall for just anyone. I’d rather spend the money for fun in clubs.

In the office, she was in a state of panic. She stood up from her seat and closed the window to prevent anyone outside from seeing what was happening inside.

She sent a voice message: [Please, darling, don’t leave me. I... I swear I didn’t lie to you. I...]

I put on my Bluetooth earphones and listened to her slightly tearful voice, but I didn’t feel anything in my heart. I was just impressed by how convincing her acting skills were.

**Low-key guy**: [When trust is gone, there is no point in continuing anything. Thank you for the company!]

I gritted my teeth and deleted her from **online**, but I didn’t block her. As expected, she kept sending me friend requests.

**Jessica**: [I’m sorry, darling. I am sorry!]

**Jessica**: [I shouldn’t have hidden things from you. I... I will tell you everything.]

**Low-key guy**: [It’s too late.]

**Jessica**: [No, it’s not. It’s never too late. Where are you now? I’ll get there right away.]

**Jessica**: [I’ll tell you in person, is that okay? I’ll explain to you in person. Don’t you love me anymore?]

She sent seven or eight consecutive messages, but because we weren’t friends, she was limited in the number of messages she could send before being restricted from further communication.

Feeling angry, I wanted to leave her waiting. If I didn’t show her the consequences, she might repeat the same mistake. That was especially crucial when two people had not yet established a strong relationship.

After a few minutes, Melody suddenly got up and entered the director’s office. She stayed inside for more than twenty minutes before coming out, and I didn’t know what they were talking about inside.

At that moment, I received a message from Melody from the other account: [**Low-key guy**, are you online?]

I smirked; it turned out that Melody was coming as a mediator!

I deliberately waited for a few minutes before replying: [Yes, what’s up?]

I deliberately kept a cold tone, so she would know I wasn’t in a good mood.

**Melody**: [Are you in a bad mood today?]

**Low-key guy**: [No.]

**Melody**: [No? Did you have a quarrel with **sex maniac**?]

**Low-key guy**: [No!]

**Melody**: [Well... She had to do so, you know.]

She sent a sighing expression.

I remained silent, waiting for more information.

**Melody**: [**Sex maniac** is divorced, and lately she’s been dealing with harassment from her despicable ex-husband. At a social event last night, he unexpectedly appeared and even went as far as threatening her not to compete for clients. Ultimately, she was injured by him in the restroom.]

I furrowed my brows slightly, pondering whether what Melody said was true.

**Melody**: [I am telling the truth. She came to my house late last night, and I helped her apply medicine.]

Melody sent an angry expression. [I knew that scumbag wasn’t a good person from the beginning, but he disguised himself too well, and **sex maniac** fell for it.]

I thought, "It’s likely true; if it were a game, there wouldn’t be such clear marks on her face and neck."

Then it occurred to me that she didn’t want to video chat, likely because she had something to hide.

**Low-key guy**: [Is she badly injured?]

Melody replied: [She is covered in bruises all over her body; that scumbag has a serious history of domestic violence. He beat her severely.]

**Low-key guy**: [Why didn’t she report it to the police?]

**Melody**: [It would be a lose-lose situation. That scumbag won’t let her go; he’s wealthy, influential, and well-connected. She’s in a vulnerable position now. I hope you can provide comfort for her on my behalf.]

She said tactfully. I was thinking, "When Jessica went in earlier, she probably already told Melody about our relationship, right?"

But it was also for the best, to prevent any unnecessary complications in feelings between Melody and my alter ego.

**Low-key guy**: [I’ll try, but I can’t promise.]

**Melody**: [Thank you. You definitely can, because you’re the all-powerful Master Tiger!]