My Vengeful-Ex

Chapter 87

Logan

I stared at her beautiful face in shock, and she continued, "I am a Lady, and you are what, hmm?" 

"A bastard." She leaned and muttered in a haughty voice.

Something invisible gripped my heart.

"The son of my housekeeper," Christina's voice was full of venom, and her eyes overflowed with mockery. 

I was stunned at the choice of her words. Never had I thought Christina would ever use those words for me. 

"You love me," I reminded her. 

She rolled her eyes, "Oh, come on, I never expected you to be so naive." 

"What the fuck does that mean?" I took a step towards her. 

"I am a daughter of a Duke, Logan. How could you even expect me to fall in love with a nobody?" 

Her words pierced my heart like a hot iron rod, leaving a massive hole. I always witnessed love and affection for me in her eyes. Right then, there was only loathing and disgust. 

How was that possible? 

My mind lost its ability to think. I couldn't believe it was Christina. My Christina. The girl I had known almost all my life and whom I loved more than anyone was calling me names not even my enemies used for me.

"You were nothing but a toy for me, which I desired, but I have got my fill, and I want to try something new," She spat in abhorrence. 

"You are lying," I hissed, grabbing her arms, "I am your first. You gave me your virginity. Why would you do it if you don't have any feelings for me?

Christina wriggled in my hold, "Get your hands off me, you peasant," she cried out in scorn. 

My hands dropped at the word peasant. Christina's grandmother used to address the employees at Clairings as peasants to insult them. I couldn't believe Christina used the same insult on me. 

She stepped away from me and rubbed her arms as if trying to wipe my touch off her skin. 

"You thought I didn't fuck anyone in school and college and was saving myself for you?" She gave out a throaty laugh. 

What did she mean? 

There was blood all over my cock when we had sex for the first time in that cabin. She couldn't fake the blood. It was just impossible. I felt her barrier when I pushed inside her. 

"You bled when I thrust into you," I pushed out the words from my mouth, gulping the lump in my throat. 

"You are so dumb. I had a hymenoplasty a couple of weeks before Dad's death. He wanted me to marry a Duke's son whom he admired a lot, and that Duke was looking for a pure virgin for his son," Christina sneered. 

I felt my stomach churning, and bile rose into my throat. If not for her following words, which were like a blow to my heart, I would have thrown up. 

"I lost my virginity in high school at sixteen. What you tore with your cock was an artificially built hymen."

I felt like the world came crashing down around me. Christina wasn't a virgin when we had sex? She had undergone surgery to rebuild her hymen so she could marry a man of her father's liking. 

I couldn't control it anymore, and I threw up on the porch. The woman I thought to be pure and angelic had been lying to me for months. I didn't have a problem even if Christina weren't a virgin. How could I expect her to save herself for mr when I slept around in high school and college. What hurt me was that she lied to me when she had no need. Her virginity never mattered to me it was only a piece of flesh. I loved Christina from the bottom of my heart and would have accepted her even if she had a long list of past lovers.