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“Spencer?!”

The grasp on Jessica’s arms was strong. She wasn’t sure if she was dreaming or if this was really happening to her. She had spent so many hours trying to get any news of his whereabouts but had not come up with a clue as to where he disappeared to. Their workplace had no idea where he was, and neither did any colleagues and mutual friends. She didn’t try to contact Spencer directly because she was extremely pissed at him, and not to mention, devastated over being left at the altar, but she had worried the same. She couldn’t help it. The betrayal he put her through couldn’t extinguish the general concern she had felt as one human to another, who had been friends for a long time.

They had known each other for a long time, and during that time, Jessica had believed him to genuinely care for her, and she cared for him too. Now that she thought about it, she didn’t understand if that was love. Probably not, but she did care for him as a friend, and she couldn’t detach herself from that part of her heart just like that.

Now, Spencer was back, and he was right there in front of her, holding her arms in a death grip that she doubted she wouldn’t be able to wring out of even if she tried with all her strength. Spencer was a large man, almost a head taller than her, and the body mass to go with it. A myriad of emotions was fighting to take control inside Jessica. She didn’t know what she felt at that moment—if she was relieved to see him after so many days of not having any news about him, sad for everything that she went through, or angry because of all the trouble Spencer put her in, not to mention the humiliation in front of everyone on what was supposed to be the best day of her life. This was the man who she was supposed to marry and thought she was in love with not even a month ago, and she was living a completely different life from the one she had imagined. Seeing him so suddenly brought back memories of a life that she was thrust out of without notice and without preparation. Seeing him made her remember what a fool she had been, how she had been heartlessly deceived for so long, how she had believed him to be something he wasn’t, how he hadn’t hesitated to give her the final blow of humiliating her by leaving her in the worst way possible, and how he hadn’t cared at all about what happened to her. Jessica felt burning rage rise up inside her that set her blood boiling.

Yes, the only emotion he can get out of me now is mad rage. I shouldn’t have any other feelings for this bastard other than hatred. He doesn’t deserve my worries or my tears shed over his worthless being.

“What the hell are you doing here?” she yelled at him. She tried to get herself loose from his grasp but failed to free herself. He only tightened his hold on her arms and glared at her.

“What am I doing here? What the fuck areyoudoing here?” he shot back.

“I don’t have to answer anything to you, you deserter!” She couldn’t help but feel a little hurt slip through her voice. Though she was kind of disappointed in herself for still having these unresolved feelings for Spencer, she couldn’t ignore the fact that he had turned her life upside down without notice, which had affected her immensely. She needed some time to get over such a big change, no matter how much she told herself it was for the best, but that didn’t change Spencer’s demeanor a bit. In fact, he seemed to be getting more aggressive every second.

“I heard you went ahead and got yourself married to Matthew Miller. Out of all the people on earth, Matthew? Seriously?”

“What’s it to you?!”

“How dare you marry that bastard, Jessica?”

“You are in no position to question me. I wouldn’t have married anyone if you hadn’t left me at the altar.” She tried helplessly to get out of his grip.

She added, “And you know what? Even if that was devastating to me, now I know it was a blessing. Thank goodness I was saved in the last moment from marrying such a fucking liar!”

Anger flared in Spencer’s eyes. He was breathing heavily now, and when he spoke again, his voice was so vicious it almost scared Jessica. “You don’t know anything about him.”

“I know enough to understand he’s a better man than you ever were,” replied Jessica, refusing to back down.

“The things he has done, he does-” Spencer spoke.

“I don’t care! It can’t be that bad. I have faced much worse with you. You are a stranger to me, Spencer, and what Matt is and how much I know about him are none of your business. You lost all claim over my life the moment you decided not to show up for our wedding, and thank God ‘cause if you did, it would have been the worst mistake of my life.”

She felt the moment that something ticked off inside Spencer, breaking the last inch of control he had over himself. His face contorted into a silent sneer, and he tightened his hold on her even more, to the point where Jessica was physically getting hurt.

“Spencer, stop. You’re hurting me,” she managed to say, but he didn’t loosen his grip. She could sense a sinking feeling of dread that he was about to do something violent, and the fact that this surprised her surprised her even more. At this point, nothing about Spencer should be able to surprise Jessica. If he could hide his true self from her for so long, he could do anything. Being violent might be something she never expected, but now that his true identity was out in the open, this shouldn’t surprise her at all, except it did. It also made her feel sorry for herself that she had been so blind all this time.

Just when Jessica closed her eyes and braced herself for an assault from Spencer, she felt the grip on her arm loosen all of a sudden, and Spencer was pushed away from her personal space. She opened her eyes to see two huge men holding a struggling Spencer back from attacking her. She was confused because she didn’t know these people.

Are they just office security guards coming to my rescue? This was, after all, Matt’s office.

Jessica couldn’t be sure, but she was grateful they had stopped Spencer at the right moment before he had the chance to cause a violent scene.

“Mrs. Miller, are you hurt?” one of the men asked her.

Jessica blinked at him in confusion but answered, “A little on my arm where he held me. Other than that, I’m fine.” She didn’t know how they knew who she was. Thankfully, the one other man holding Spencer down answered her unasked question.

“We are your bodyguards. We were assigned to see to your protection by Mr. Miller. I am Nash, and this is George.”

“Bodyguards? Since when did I have bodyguards?” Jessica asked in utter disbelief. She had never talked to Matt about this before. It had never even crossed her mind before that she might need them in the first place. She was just a nurse for God’s sake. What use would she have for a bodyguard, let alone two?

“Since this morning, Ma’am. We were assigned to the duty to keep an eye on you and prevent anyone from causing you any harm, such as this one,” Nash explained.

“Okay. Uhh… thank you,” Jessica replied awkwardly.

“No problem, Ma’am,” replied the bodyguard as they dragged Spencer away into another room. She had no idea what they would do to him. What did they do to people who violated their personal space and attacked their employers?

Maybe they’ll give him a warning and let him go. Whatever they do, it’s none of my business anymore.

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