He Let Her Cross Every Line, So I Crossed Him Out of My Life Chapter 1

The night I found some other woman in my pajamas, sleeping in my bed, I just stopped coming home.

I stopped replying, stopped taking his calls, and moved in with my bestie instead.

When I finally came back on the fourth day,

Jason was standing in the living room, his face dark.

“Where have you been?”

The bedroom door opened behind him.

Chloe walked out slowly, rubbing her shoulder.

“Emma, I wasn’t feeling well. Jason insisted I stay.”

Jason didn’t look back at her. He looked at me.

“Can you stop being so oversensitive?”

I slipped off my shoes, glanced at the two of them, and said calmly,

“Don’t mind me. Carry on.”

* * *

When Jason left me alone in the hospital, I had a fever of 103, I didn’t kick up a fuss, I just waited for him to get off work so we could celebrate my birthday together.

I waited all night, but all I got was Chloe’s Instagram post.

Jason was standing next to Chloe, with a three-tiered cake between them.

[Someone who truly loves you will always make time to celebrate your birthday with you, no matter how important their other commitments are.]

I immediately called him and we got into it.

"Don't be ridiculous, Chloe wasn't feeling well and needed me to keep her company because she was emotionally unstable."

"I just see her as a little sister, can you stop being so paranoid?"

He hung up on me and didn’t contact me for days, saying the company had an emergency and he’d celebrate with me once he wrapped it up.

I had a high fever for days that wouldn’t break, but my mind was unusually clear. I started to think about our relationship and whether it was really worth sticking around for.

This wasn’t the first time we’d fought because of Chloe. Every time, Jason would use the same excuse: "I just see her as a sister. Don’t make a big deal out of it."

Every time, I’d be the one to cave first, but these past few days, I found I didn’t miss him at all. I wasn’t anxious or on edge. I slept like a baby.

Maybe because I wasn’t making any moves to patch things up, Jason called me first for once.

"I’ll come pick you up from the hospital this afternoon."

"No need to trouble yourself, I can grab a cab home."

This was the first time Jason had taken the initiative to make up, but I didn’t bite. I wasn’t glued to my phone, just catching up on sleep.