I looked at them without saying a word. Seeing that, Sophia knew that I wouldn't give them the money. She turned and pointed to Wade behind her.

"After Wade was with you, he lost 16 hairs.

"Good boy, take off your pants."

Of course, Wade didn't want to take off his pants in this situation, but I understood what she did when she called Wade into the room just now.

Just thinking about it gave me the chills.

Wade was 26 years old, and Sophia treated him as if he were still a child.

Put Sophia aside, the fact that Wade could accept it bugged me.

But then I thought about what he said before. I thought he would stand on my side, or at least he would say a few words to stop Sophia.

But Wade remained silent, allowing Sophia to pull down his pants. What a coward.

Then Sophia picked up her phone and showed me the screen. "See? This is what Wade's private parts looked like before he was with you."

She flipped through several pictures of his private parts from his childhood to his adulthood. It was the first time I saw a woman collecting photos of her son's private parts.

Then she pointed at Wade standing in situ and said, "And now? Look at it yourself. Do I need to count it for you again?"

No need.

I closed my eyes tightly. What a farce.

"Both of you, get out."

I was so annoyed when I saw the two of them. Breaking up was tough enough.

But Sophia didn't want to leave at all. She counted right in front of me and then said to me complacently.

"See? 16 it is. Isn't it fair that I ask you for 100,000 dollars for each hair?"

I looked at Wade, who was bowing his head and not speaking, and noticed his tightly clenched fists.

I gave up the idea of arguing with her and sighed inwardly. Forget it. I might as well save him some face.

Both he and I felt embarrassed.

So, I went forward to pull up his pants, but I was stopped by Sophia.

"You broke up with Wade and still want to get handsy? No way!"

I didn't say anything and just glanced at Wade. He still looked the same, taking things as they came.

I stared at him for a long time, but he never looked up.

I knew that he must have felt me looking at him.

After realizing that, I didn't want to care about anything anymore. At worst, I'd avoid seeing him or Sophia from now on.

"We went out for three years. You should be glad I'm not asking him for money. You have the nerve to ask me for money!

"You want money? Dream on. Don't you know what kind of person Wade is?"