During the holidays, my boyfriend introduced me to his friends for the first time. But before I even sat down, his childhood friend poked my chest. "This shape, this bounce. 90% chance they're fake." "Jason, you better be gentle when you get hands-on, or they'll pop and need repairing." I froze for a second. Then I turned to look at my boyfriend. Instead of defending me, I saw him and his friends laughing together. "When you sent her picture to the group chat, Chloe took one look and said she was a plastic surgery monster." "Didn't expect even the airbags to be fake!" "Bro, how do the fakes feel? Comfortable?" My boyfriend didn't stand up for me at all. He just gave a suggestive smirk. "They're alright. Doesn't affect the usage." I frowned. But when I got a clear look at his childhood friend's face, I smiled. I was the one who personally performed her hymenoplasty surgery... All 18 times. I downed my drink in one gulp and smashed the glass right at her feet. "You think you can diagnose plastic surgery just by looking?" "You better start worrying about how you're going to die today!" ...... The glass shattered at Chloe’s feet, sending shards flying. She instantly threw herself into Jason's arms, looking up at him with terrified eyes. "Emma! The materials you used are so cheap!" "If you make sudden movements like that, they really will pop!" "You need to be careful!" Hearing this, the men in the room all stared fixedly at my neckline. "Can't afford it but still got it done? Must be a gold digger, right?" "Using such cheap stuff, aren't you afraid they'll pop while you're doing it and scare our boy Jason?!" "Honestly, even if they're fake, they're perfectly round. Kinda want to get a feel myself!" I glanced at Jason. He was casually comforting Chloe in his arms. He showed absolutely no intention of saying a word in my defense. A chill rose in my heart. We met at a banquet. At the time, his family's real estate company was failing. As the heir, he was begging people for help. Nobody at the banquet wanted anything to do with him. I was the only one captivated by his stubborn refusal to give up. I hid my identity and approached him. Over the past year, I secretly had my parents and brothers inject capital into his company behind the scenes. I saved it from ruin. I had planned to tell him the truth once our relationship was more stable. But now, he was perfectly willing to let my reputation be dragged through the mud all for Chloe. Seeing that he didn't care, his friends grew even bolder. Someone even pointed at my lower half. "Her butt's pretty perky too. Chloe, take another look. Is that fake too?" A smirk curled on Chloe's lips. She threw me a haughty glance. "What do you think?" "You could balance a cup on it. But honestly, men don't like this style." "I suggest Emma get the shape changed sooner rather than later." "Don't wait until you're old to regret it; it'll be hard to fix then." I laughed out of pure anger. "Just because you say it's fake, it's fake?" "Chloe, from where I'm standing, the one who practically lives at the plastic surgery clinic is you." When I first heard her name, I thought it sounded familiar. It wasn't until I saw her face clearly that I was sure. She was the one who came to me for 18 hymenoplasty surgeries. When you do the same procedure that many times, it's hard not to remember the patient. But I was wearing a surgical mask every time, so she never recognized me. But Chloe clearly misunderstood what I meant. She flipped her long hair, her tone full of arrogance. "Emma, how did you know I own the Marymount Clinic?" "I've run that clinic for years. I can tell if someone's had work done with a single glance." "Yours is just... really shoddy work." She paused and let out a fake sigh. "But since you're Jason's girlfriend, I can fix it for you for free." I froze. Isn't the Marymount Clinic my hospital? When did it become hers? And she wants to use my hospital to fix something I never had done? Is she crazy? Seeing my silence, Jason said sternly. "Emma, Chloe's offering out of the goodness of her heart. Why haven't you thanked her?" "I brought you to meet my friends; that means I don't look down on you." "Can you stop causing a scene?" "Don't look down on me?" I whipped my head to look at him. "Jason, I haven't had any work done. You believe her over me?" Jason frowned, about to speak. Chloe suddenly grabbed his hand and pressed it against her own chest. Her cheeks flushed, her voice sickly sweet. "Jason, you can feel it! The real deal feels completely different from a fake one!" "Emma's is just too obvious. Even a layman can feel the difference!" "If you still don't believe me after this, then I have nothing else to say." Seeing this, the guys around us erupted into sleazy wolf-whistles. Jason didn't pull his hand back. Instead, he looked down and said gently, "How could I not believe you?" Then he turned to me, his eyes full of disappointment. "I understand you're insecure, but Chloe didn't mean any harm." "She's just trying to help you." "You don't appreciate it and throw a fit instead. How am I supposed to help you?!" Help me? If he really wanted to help me, he should have stood up the moment Chloe opened her mouth. Besides, any idiot could see their relationship wasn't purely platonic. A man like this? Even if he wanted to help me, I'd feel disgusted. Jason really didn't know me at all. I am the sole heiress of the Sterling Group. I grew up pampered by my parents and three older brothers. When have I ever swallowed this kind of disrespect? Thinking of this, I forcefully yanked his hand away. Then I grabbed a wine glass from the table. I smashed it violently at Chloe's feet again. "If you like being groped so much, why don't you go stand on a street corner?!" Glass shattered everywhere. Chloe dodged quickly, but a piece of glass still nicked her calf. She shrieked, tears instantly welling up. "Emma! What do you mean by that?!" "I was just using the most basic physical assessment technique!" "I only wanted to prove I wasn't wrong! Did you have to get so mad?!" Seeing Chloe hurt, Jason sprang up. His fingers dug painfully into my wrist. "Emma! Are you crazy?" "Chloe was just telling the truth! If you don't want to hear it, get out!" "What kind of psycho throws a fit here?!" I stared at him dead in the eye. "Is this why you brought me to meet your friends today?" "Jason, I demand that you make her apologize to me! Right now!" "Or I'm calling the cops!" The room fell dead silent for a few seconds. Chloe snapped out of it, hurriedly pulling Jason away. She looked at me with a pitiful expression. "I just thought we were all close friends here, so there was no harm in saying it." "How was I supposed to know you'd care so much!" "If an apology will make you feel better, I'll apologize!" As soon as she finished, Jason pulled her behind him protectively. "Why should you apologize?" "She's the one who got plastic surgery out of vanity, and she's the one who hurt you!" "She should be the one apologizing!" Hearing this, the other friends cast looks of pure disdain at me. "Yeah! Our Chloe is a pro at spotting plastic surgery! If she says you have it, you have it!" "Hilarious. She's just pissed because she got exposed in public!" "Got work done and won't even let people talk about it? Talk about a glass heart!" Chloe tugged at Jason's collar, crying softly. "Jason, let it go. I'm fine." "Don't make her angry. If she gets too mad, the implants might shift..." My chest tightened. Breathing became difficult. From the looks of it, she wasn't going to apologize. I turned and picked up my phone. "In that case, I'm calling the police!" But before I could even dial the number, Jason snatched my phone. He tossed it straight into a pitcher of beer. "If you call the cops, how is that going to look for Chloe?!" "Are you deliberately trying to ruin her business at the Marymount Clinic?!" "I'll give you one minute to get on your knees and apologize to Chloe!" "Or we are breaking up!" "Break up?" I nodded without hesitation. "Jason, I'm the one who should be dumping you!" "And as for her slandering me about plastic surgery, I'll sue her to the bitter end!" Jason froze. He clearly didn't expect me to agree so readily. In the past, whenever we fought, I would always act cute and make peace. As long as it didn't cross my bottom line. But this was different. Seeing my firm stance, Jason's face turned completely cold. He stared at my chest, a mocking smirk on his lips. "Whether it's slander or not, why don't we let everyone take a look and feel for themselves?" "Then we'll know for sure." Chloe's eyes lit up. She pulled out her phone and chimed in. "I actually have before-and-after photos of similar cases!" "Take a look at these, then look at hers, and you'll see!" "As for how it feels, it's even easier to tell with a hands-on check." My heart sank. I took two steps back. "Jason!" My voice cracked. "Do you realize what you're saying?!" He nodded. "Didn't you want to break up?" "Since you're not my girlfriend anymore, I have no obligation to protect you." "If you don't want to be humiliated in public, get on your knees and apologize." "Once Chloe is satisfied, I'll naturally have your back." I looked around. They had the numbers; fighting back physically was useless. The most important thing right now was to protect myself. I took a deep breath, grabbed my purse, and turned to leave. "Fine. Let's not contact each other ever again." But I hadn't taken two steps before Jason grabbed my arm. He violently hurled me onto the sofa. "Emma, did I say you could leave?!" The others' eyes lit up when they heard that. "Yeah! Didn't Jason say it? If you won't admit it, we'll give you a proper appraisal!" "Hurry up and strip! Let us get a good look at whether you're fake or not!" "Trying to run away so scared? Just worried we'll feel the fake goods, aren't you?" "Hehe! I've got big hands, I'll go first!" They advanced on me step by step. My back was pressed against the sofa. There was nowhere left to run. Just as they reached out to touch me, I screamed at Chloe. "Chloe!" "Do they know you had 18 hymenoplasty surgeries at Marymount?!" Everyone froze. They snapped their heads to look at Chloe. Taking advantage of the distraction, I snatched my phone out of the beer pitcher. Thank God, it still worked. I frantically hid the phone behind my back. I hit the speed dial for a group call with my family. The moment the call connected, a huge wave of relief washed over me. Chloe snapped out of her shock, looking at me with pure horror. "Emma! What did I ever do to you?!" "How can you slander me like this?!" "Saying things like that... how am I supposed to show my face in public?!" The others laughed in disbelief. "Yeah, right! 18 hymen surgeries? Chloe? Impossible!" "Everyone knows Jason chased Chloe for years but couldn't get her." "A girl as pure as her, getting that kind of surgery?" "Exactly, Chloe's never even had a boyfriend. This is pure bullshit!" So Chloe wasn't just a childhood friend. She was Jason's elusive "first love" that he could never get. No wonder... Chloe suddenly buried her face in Jason's chest. Her whole body trembled as she cried. "Jason, I really didn't..." "Didn't?!" I quickly stood up. "You had your surgeries at Marymount!" "Didn't you say you're the owner of Marymount? Then go pull the medical records!" I deliberately spoke loudly. So my parents and three brothers on the call could hear everything clearly. Chloe guiltily turned her face away. "Emma! I really don't know why you're saying this, but I didn't!" "Do you realize saying this could ruin my life?!" Jason held her tightly. "It's okay, it's okay, we all believe you, don't be scared..." Once Chloe calmed down, he looked up and glared at me viciously. "Emma, I gave you a chance to apologize." "But not only did you throw it away, you actually turned around and slandered Chloe!" "Then don't blame me for what happens next!" I couldn't help but laugh. "When she diagnosed me with fake boobs out of thin air, you turned a blind eye." "But when I tell the truth, it's slander?!" I took two steps back, trying to get as close to the door as possible. "If you think I'm slandering her, call the police!" "The cops will find out the truth!" Chloe looked flustered for a moment. Then she pointed at me and screamed, "I get it now!"
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