I shoved him away, my voice tight with anger. “You really want me dead, don’t you? Ready to trade me in for someone new?” Deng Jiazhe just threw his head back and laughed. I stormed out of the room. He didn’t follow; instead, I heard the sound of the shower starting. Back in bed, my mind was racing, replaying his words from the phone call. I grabbed my phone and shot a quick text to Zhou Haizhen,