The Ninth and Final Bailout on Our Love

I have to go to the police station to bail two people out at 2:00 am.

The young woman this time is different compared to the others in the past. She keeps her head hung and is as docile as a rabbit.

Melvin Norton, my boyfriend, says with a smile, "I've just won her heart over. This is your junior colleague, Stacy Decker.

"I joked about wanting to try having car sex with her. She dared not do that, so she grabbed the steering wheel from me. That's how we ended up crashing into the greenbelt."

Stacy raises her head to glare at Melvin with red-rimmed eyes. But that's when the hickey on her neck is revealed.

I just nod with a blank expression. Then, I begin the procedures fluently.

The police officer in charge of the fine is already used to seeing me at this point. He asks casually, "How many times have you done this so far?"

I'm temporarily taken aback by the question, resulting in me pausing in my actions.

Last year, Melvin had cheated on me with a saleswoman. The year before, it was a nurse. The year before that year was the gym trainer…

Suddenly, I lose all interest in this stupid game.

"This is the ninth and the final time."

Jocelyn's POV

It was 2:00 am when we finally left the police station.

Melvin Norton walked ahead, his arm slung around Stacy Decker's waist. I walked behind them, rain streaming down my pants.

Stacy was basically clinging to him like a koala, her chin resting on his shoulder.

"Melvie… Did you know how fiercely that officer was glaring at me just now?"

Melvin pinched her on her cheek and chuckled. "Who told you to grab the steering wheel, you little minx?"

She then cocked her head and looked coquettishly at him with her big doe eyes, showing off the bright red-and-purple hickey on her neck. Melvin glanced back at me, not in guilt, but to gloat.

This was the ninth time.

Every woman he went out with would always look at me smugly that way whenever they got "caught", as if to tell me that I'd lost.

It took a long time for us to finally hail a cab. I pulled open the backseat door. However, Melvin shoved me aside and pushed Stacy into the door instead.

"I'm sending her back home first, Jocelyn. She got a huge fright."

Stacy stuck her head out of the window and called out to me. "Wanna hitch a ride home with us, Joyce?"

Melvin frowned and said, "Forget about it. She's just a killjoy."

They shut the door in my face and left, the taillight of the cab disappearing in the rainy night while I was left behind on the sidewalk, completely drenched in the rain.

My phone buzzed just then. It was a notification from the hospital, informing us of our shift schedules.

I stared at the screen and suddenly felt exhausted. It wasn't from having