Betrayed: My Ex Leaked My Nudes While I Was Blind
I never thought my boyfriend would go to such extremes just because I inadvertently upset his half–sister while showing our affection.
During an extreme sports event, Lucas pushed me off a high platform. The head injury left me blind, but he stayed by my side, seemingly devoted.
It wasn’t until the third year of my blindness that my sight finally returned.
To surprise Lucas on his birthday, I deliberately told him I couldn’t make it. When I arrived at the movie theater he had rented out, filled with excitement, I was horrified to discover my intimate videos playing on the big screen.
“Lucas, bro, thanks for sharing such interesting videos with us,” one of his friends said.
“She can’t make it today. Don’t breathe a word of this to her, or you won’t get to see any more,” Lucas replied coldly.
“Lucas, if you’re so afraid of her leaving, why did you push her off that platform back then?”
“She deliberately provoked Rachel, which led to Rachel’s suicide attempt. This is just teaching her a lesson.”
I fled the scene, my heart shattered. I immediately made an appointment for an abortion and agreed to go abroad to take over the family
business.
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The moment I left the theater, my legs gave out, and I collapsed on the ground.
Tears streamed down my face uncontrollably.
My mind was reeling from Lucas’s words and the intimate videos on the big screen.
I took out my phone and called my parents overseas.
“Dad, Mom, I’m ready to go abroad now.”
“Mia, you’ve finally come around. We need to fly to another country for a while, and getting visas and passports will take some time. Your father and I will wait for you here in a month. That should give you enough time to settle things at home.”
After hanging up, Lucas’s call came through.
“Mia, my friends want to come over tonight. Let’s have a little get–together, okay?”
His tone was gentle, completely different from his cold voice in the theater.
“Okay…” I struggled to control my emotions, trying to sound normal.
“I knew you’d understand, baby.”
Lucas’s voice echoed in my mind, mockingly.
Lucas and I had been classmates since high school.
Back then, our grades were neck and neck. We were both rivals and teammates.
In college, he fell in love with extreme sports, while I focused on my studies but still accompanied him on his adventures.
He said he loved my boldness, and I loved his sincerity and courage even more.
Perhaps the Lucas of the past was too dazzling, which is why I couldn’t let go for so long.
But he chose to hurt me without hesitation for Rachel Sullivan.
That night, Lucas brought the group from the theater back to our home.
11:38 AM DO
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I pretended I still couldn’t see, carefully asking, “Lucas, is that you?”
Lucas glanced at me, a mysterious smile playing on his lips.
“It’s me, baby. I brought some friends over.”
Several disgusting gazes roamed over my body.
“Sister–in–law is quite a beauty,” one of them said, his tone filled with malice rather than compliment.
They sat down in the living room, and I quietly sat to the side.
At first, they chatted about other things, but suddenly, my intimate video was cast onto the TV screen.
They boldly watched the video in front of me, but muted it so I wouldn’t notice.
My hands clenched into fists, nails digging into my palms as I struggled to control my emotions.
As they watched my video, they kept eyeing me lecherously, grinning.
My body trembled uncontrollably.
“Baby, what’s wrong?” Lucas asked.
Once, when Lucas called me ‘baby, I would pretend to find it cheesy while secretly feeling sweet inside.
Now, hearing those words only made my skin crawl.
“It’s nothing, Lucas. I’m a bit tired. Can I go back to the bedroom?”
Lucas studied me for a moment, seeming to sense something was off.
He hesitated for a long while before letting his guard down.
“Go ahead, baby. We’ll chat for a bit longer and then leave.”
I nodded and made my way back to the room, holding onto whatever I could for support.
Those sickening, leering gazes only disappeared after I entered the bedroom.
“She’s quite a dish. Even hotter in person than in the video.”
I leaned against the door, gasping for air.
It felt like an invisible knife was piercing my arteries, leaving me bleeding profusely.
That night, I lay quietly against the bedroom door.
Lucas hugged me from behind, wrapping his arms around my waist.
“Baby, are you asleep?”
I didn’t respond, but my tears had already soaked the pillow.
Early the next morning, Lucas left for work, and I went to the hospital alone.
