Marrying My Ex's Father

Maisie’s POV

“I saw Neo enter the club with a girl.”

That’s what one of my friends told me fifteen minutes ago. So, here I am, in front of the door of the nightclub mentioned in the information. Ready to prove that my boyfriend is indeed with another woman in this club.

I took a deep breath, trying to calm my racing heart. The outside of the nightclub was crowded, with music blaring from inside and flashing lights illuminating dancing faces. I pushed the door open and stepped inside, letting the sounds and noise greet me.

I looked around, trying to find Neo among the moving crowd. However, my view was blocked by people enjoying their night. The flashing lights of different colors added to the chaos, but I kept my focus.

I walked further into the club, past the bar, swaying to the music. I couldn’t let my feelings get the better of me. I needed proof - one look would be enough. Among the moving bodies, I caught a glimpse of a long-haired girl in a black dress. I already knew that Neo liked that type of woman.

I tried to get closer, but the loud music made it difficult for me to move quickly. I tried to break through the crowd. Every step I took felt tense, every beat of my heart felt like glass that would break if I was not careful.

In my 24 years of life in the world, this was the first time I had entered a nightclub. I was still wearing my work clothes, my hair tied up carelessly, and my makeup was only a thin lipstick that had faded because I had been working since this morning.

I walked past people dancing to the rhythm of the music, past people who looked at me strangely. I didn't care; I only had one goal: to find the man named Neo.

After five minutes of searching, my gaze fell on a point in the corner of the room. On a long sofa that seemed to have been specially ordered by a man I knew very well.

Neo, my lover for the past year, was sitting there holding a woman in sexily dressed clothes. My blood boiled, rising to the crown of my head. I walked quickly towards the two of them. It wasn't just their intimate position that made me furious, but also what they were doing right now.

The sound of their kissing began to be heard as I got closer to my lover who was making out with another woman. Then, without a word, I grabbed the drink on the table and poured it over the two humans.

"What the hell is this?!" the sexily dressed woman exclaimed angrily as she got off Neo's lap.

"Maisie?!" Neo stood up, staring at me as if he had just seen a ghost.

"Disgusting!" I spat right at Neo's feet. Both my hands were clenched at my sides, I held back tears even though my chest was hurting so much right now. "Is this how you act behind my back? Like an animal!"

Neo ruffled his hair in annoyance, then laughed mockingly. "You're the one who's being holy, not wanting more than a kiss. We're adults, Maisie, not kindergarteners!"

"You're not my boyfriend anymore, you jerk!" I grabbed the ketchup bottle on the table and poured its contents on Neo's head.

"What are you doing, Maisie?!" Neo shouted angrily, almost reaching for my hand, but I had already pulled my hand back.

"Are you really a savage?!" The woman who was making out with Neo immediately helped Neo tidy up his hair. "No wonder Neo can't stand you, you act like someone who never went to school!"

"Your behavior is worse than someone who never went to school!" I said sharply.

The woman who was with Neo turned to look at me with a satisfied grin. "Good thing you came here, I'll tell you everything!"

"Enough, Erina!" Neo scolded who was still busy cleaning his hair from the sauce, too lazy to make a bigger scene.

The woman called Erina ignored me, she continued to shorten the distance with me until she was standing right in front of me. She raised her hand, pointing at her ring finger which was circled by a ring.

"I'm engaged to Neo and will be getting married next week. And not only that…” Erina lowered her head, whispering in Maisie’s ear in an arrogant and mocking tone. “I’m two months pregnant and this is my child with Neo.”

My breath immediately hitched. The tears I had been holding back tried to fall. But no, I would not let those two people see me in such a weak condition.

I took a deep breath, getting rid of the choking feeling in my throat. I laughed sarcastically. "I thought prostitutes were the lowest women," I replied in a very insulting tone.

Erina frowned but did not respond.

"But it turns out they are more expensive than you. They are still paid to please men, but you give yourself for free. You are much cheaper than a prostitute!"

"Insolent!" Erina shouted angrily while slapping my cheek hard.

My head slammed to the side, but I still managed to grin. "Your reaction shows that I was right. And you, cheap man." I glared at Neo sharply.

"Thank you for showing me where your status is. I am not sad about this incident, I am very happy. Because finally I know that you are just a jerk who only knows about the crotch!" I hissed sharply while pushing Neo's body hard until he fell to the floor, then I left without any guilt.

"You cheap girl!" Erina intended to chase me but was stopped by Neo.

I continued to walk away, ignoring Erina's angry shouts, let alone the stares of the club visitors.

I walked quickly out of the club, along the deserted sidewalk. My face hardened, my eyes red from holding back tears. Who said I was happy? That was just a suggestion so that I would not be too sad about this incident.

I stopped in a dark and deserted corner of the sidewalk. My head was bowed, my hair falling over my face. I started to feel nervous, letting the tears that I had been holding back flow heavily, wetting my face.

Over time, my crying turned into loud sobs. I sat there, crouching, hugging my own knees. Crying bitterly alone. Because still, there is nothing that is not painful when there is a broken heart.

At ten at night, I had just come home with a tired body and a swollen face from crying. The house I meant was just a small house whose walls were connected to the walls of my neighbor's house.

I frowned when I found a luxury car parked in the alley in front of my house. The alley to my house was indeed impassable by car because it was very narrow.

"Whose car is this?" I muttered as I continued to drive my motorbike into the alley.