In my previous life, I didn't know what Joseph was up to all day.

All I knew was that he laughed with his phone in his hands every day.

He received a lot of packages, but when I tried to open them, he wouldn't allow me, claiming they were work-related items. I respected his privacy, so I never touched them.

Little did I know that he secretly used my private photos and information to seduce those middle-aged men on the internet.

Indeed, men understand men best. Once a man took the bait, he would become Joseph's prey and never be able to escape.

He downloaded a voice-changing app online and called those men "honey" in such a seductive voice that made their minds go wild. Then, he strategically shared some of my photos. As a result, those men eagerly bought him various luxury items and made large transfers to Joseph on holidays.

Gradually, he realized that he could earn more money this way than working, so he simply quit his job and dated more men.

He told me that he would start a home business, an e-commerce venture without inventory, and I foolishly believed his lies.

But good times didn't last long, as these men weren't fools and demanded to meet Joseph in person.

He didn't dare reveal his true identity, so he kept stalling.

In order to appease those men and prove his sincerity, Joseph began to take pictures of me secretly.

At first, he would buy some schoolgirl uniforms or Lolita outfits for me to try on, pretending it was for buyers' showcases. Then, he started to ask me to wear black stockings and white stockings.

I had a vague feeling that something was off, but I thought maybe it was his way of coping with work stress, and indulging him in some small fetishes wouldn't hurt.

But his online boyfriends became more and more greedy, and those types of photos no longer satisfied them.

Therefore, Joseph decided to go all out and covertly took my pictures when I least expected it.

Those photos were utterly unfit for public viewing, yet he shamelessly sent them to others.

And I knew nothing about it, still thinking he was the boyfriend who loved and cherished me.

Later, my private photos flooded the internet, and everyone denounced me as a "whore."

It wasn't until I saw these photos that I realized that the man I had always trusted was the devil who drove me into hell.

But by then, he had already positioned himself on the moral high ground, acting like a victim and joining the chorus of ignorant people who insulted and condemned me.

Some people even sympathized with him for being cheated by me.

Later, he stopped answering my calls.

The next time I saw him was the day I was pushed off the building.

My soul slowly rose, witnessing him receiving a call from the police.

Reluctantly, he hurried over with a girl he picked up at the bar.

When he saw my body, he wrinkled his brow in disgust.

"I haven't had any contact with this tramp for a long time. Call her parents to collect her body."

After a good sleep, I feel refreshed and energetic.

Joseph, on the other hand, had two dark circles under his eyes.

I guessed that he must have been worried about explaining why he hadn't chatted with his boyfriends last night.

While he was in the bathroom, I rummaged through boxes and drawers and found my old spare phone

When he came back, I handed him the phone.

"Joseph, I found the spare phone I used before. Why don't you use it for now?"

Joseph's eyes lit up as he snatched the phone away.

"Why didn't you tell me earlier? Why are you only giving it to me now?"

"Do you know how much business I missed?"

I scratched my head. "It took me a while to find it."

Ignoring me, Joseph sat on the couch, playing with the phone. When I brought breakfast from the kitchen, he was laughing while holding the phone.

His boyfriends should be appeased by now.

After breakfast, I took his phone and left the house.

Concerned, Joseph reminded me, "Make sure he doesn't delete any messages from my phone."

"Why would I let people delete them?

To save the chat history between you and your boyfriends, I decide to make another copy for you." I thought to myself.

I found a phone repair shop run by my high school friend and handed him the phone.

"My phone got soaked in water yesterday. Can you check if it can still be fixed?

"Also, please back up the data for me."

My old friend assured me that he wouldn't lose a single chat record.

I nodded, found a coffee shop to sit down, and started looking at my phone.

This morning, I installed the monitoring software on the spare phone I gave to Joseph.

So, I could see everything he did with that phone.

Joseph was chatting with a man named George Waytt at the moment. Judging from his voice, George should be in his thirties or forties, and he sounded dirty.

"Baby, you promised to send me bath photos last night, but you didn't. I've been thinking about it all night.

"Tell me, how should I punish you?"

Joseph replied with a voice message, which sounded sweet yet disgusting.

"Honey, don't say that. You could scare me. You're not thinking of spanking me, are you?"

Who would have thought that such a sweet voice was actually from Joseph, a burly man?

George also replied with a voice message, using voice fry.

"I can't stand your sweet voice, woman! As punishment, you will wear lingerie for me tonight!"

In my previous life, the most widely spread photo of me on the internet was one that I wore lingerie. In that photo, my lips were slightly open, my face was completely out, and the lingerie barely covered my body.

Thinking of this, I trembled all over, but what made my heart sink to the bottom was Joseph's response.

"Sure, honey. Wait for me tonight."

When I got home in the evening, Joseph couldn't wait to ask if his phone had been fixed.

I pushed away his hand without alarming him.

"Your phone got seriously damaged by water, so why don't you use mine for now?"

Joseph pouted and reluctantly agreed, allowing me to prepare dinner before retreating to his room.

Through the closed door, I could faintly hear voices coming from inside.

"Honey, I didn't reply your messages because my phone was broken last night."

"I'm using my friend's spare phone now. My old phone may not be fixed. Can you buy me a new phone?"

"As a reward, I'll take some sexy lingerie photos of me and send them to you tonight, okay?"

Even with the help of voice-changing software, he couldn't help but muffle his voice, which sounded highly uncomfortable to me.

I didn't know what was said on the other end of the call.

But Joseph sounded excited, "Thank you, honey. You're the best, mwah!"

My heart felt a little heavy.

Joseph and I met each other in college, and we had been in a relationship for six years by then.

Yet, these six years of love paled in comparison to the money those men transferred to him.

He would rather sell out my privacy for money.

This kind of behavior showed that he never truly loved me.

During dinner, Joseph kept laughing while looking at his phone, oblivious to my unusual silence today.

After dinner, he took out a neatly packaged box.

He smirked,

"Baby, it's been a long time since we were intimate with each other.

"I bought you something sexy today. Let's try something different.

"Go get changed and let me how it looks on you!"