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I warned them, "Aren't you ashamed? You have no proof, and you're assaulting me. Aren't you afraid of going to jail?"
Amanda laughed.
"What a joke! The law doesn't protect home-wreckers. Besides, his family hates mistresses. His sister would applaud me!"
"With her behind me, why would I care about the law?"
"Now strip her!"
They grabbed me, tearing at my clothes.
I fought back, but I was too weak.
Within minutes, they ripped off my coat.
A small velvet jewelry box fell from my pocket.
I tried to grab it, but Amanda got there first.
She opened it. A beautiful jade bracelet lay inside.
"This is what you're protecting? It's just a bracelet."
"Give it back! It's not valuable, but it's important to me!"
That jade bracelet was my father's treasure.
It was mom and dad's wedding gift.
Mom had left the family when I was born. The only thing she left for dad was the bracelet.
About 15 years ago, burglars broke into our house in the middle of the night and loaded all the valuable things into their car.
Just as those burglars were about to steal the jade bracelet as well, my father shielded it desperately.
Because my father resisted fiercely over this, the burglars grabbed a kitchen knife and hacked my father to death.
Until his death, my father was still clutching that bracelet tightly in his hand.
Today I came to my brother's wedding with the bracelet, intending to give it to Amanda.
But she did not deserve it anymore.
I would never allow someone like her to enter our family.
I tried to snatch the bracelet back.
Amanda held it out of reach.
"You want it? Then I'll break it."
