After She She Stopped Loving Him

Chapter 118

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Yolanda wandered casually through the luxury mall, browsing without a goal until her eyes landed on a pair of silver–blue stud earrings. They were perfect for Ian–just the right mix of cool elegance and understated edge. Ian always looked reserved and a bit frosty, but he had those eyes that, when he played the innocent, could melt anyone’s heart or switch on the sad puppy look in an instant. These earrings matched him to a tee.

They cost over a hundred grand, but Yolanda didn’t bat an eye. It was Charles’s money, after all.

Next, she treated herself to a pair of emerald stud earrings, a little over eighty grand. The emeralds were flawless, surrounded by a halo of diamonds that sparkled like stars. They screamed luxury.

She put them on right then and there, snapped a close–up of her ear, and posted it on Twitter with a caption: [Spending someone else’s money? No regrets.]

Vivian had just gotten chewed out by Charles, and now, seeing Yolanda showing off like she owned the place, it was more than she could take. The whole thing felt like a taunt, and her irritation hit its peak.

She stormed across the mall floor, barely giving Yolanda time to react, and slapped her hard across the face.

Yolanda’s hand flew to her cheek, her lips tightening into a thin line as she held back any words.

Vivian sneered, her eyes burning red with jealousy as she stared at Yolanda’s new earrings. “Who the hell do you think you are? Showing off on Twitter just to get under my skin? Trying to rub it in, huh? You don’t even deserve to wear something like that!”

Before Yolanda could move, Vivian reached out and yanked one of the earrings straight out. Blood welled from Yolanda’s earlobe, running down her neck—it was enough to make anyone flinch.

Yolanda’s face turned ghostly pale as she felt all eyes on her. She ducked her head, her eyes rimmed red with unshed tears, and, keeping her gaze down, hurried to her car.

Once inside the car, she didn’t try to stop the bleeding. She just sat there, staring blankly into space, letting the silence and numbness wash over her.

Vivian, clutching the bloodstained earring in her hand, finally felt her anger and jealousy subside a little.

When Yolanda got home, Charles was already there. These days, he’d been coming back home right around six, punctual as always.

She silently changed her shoes by the door, not making a sound.

Charles had seen her Twitter posts and knew she’d been in a pretty good mood today. The corners of his mouth quirked up. “Come here, let your husband check out what you bought.”

Yolanda stiffened, standing frozen in the entryway. She kept her head down and made to head upstairs.

Charles’s brow furrowed, wondering if she was throwing a fit again.

“Yolanda,” he called out.

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been bending over backwards to keep her happy these days–she really ought

just headed straight

vanished from Charles’s face, replaced by a

faded, so he just went over

irritation was all over his face. He

much. Whenever she was with him, she was super cautious, afraid she’d set him

there in silence, she wondered if

are you upset?” she asked softly,

night breeze tossing his hair around. His lips were a touch red, and those long, elegant fingers kept casually turning a lighter, but

wild, seductive side,

looked down, flicked his lighter, lighting a cigarette.

instantly brimmed with tears. God knew how hard she’d been trying not

upset… it’s honestly scary,” she said, voice barely above

hair getting even messier in the wind.

generous with women, but his affection was a switch–he could flip it

moment, then throw you to the ground the

loved by Charles was never real–it was all just smoke and

nervously fidgeted with her shirt, guessing Charles was probably annoyed with that nagging wife of his again. She tried to win him over, voice extra sweet: “Is it

his cigarette between his fingers, letting out

desperately to think of something more to soothe him, but she just couldn’t

like serving an unpredictable king–you never knew when he’d

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swallowed nervously, about to say something more, when his phone suddenly

picked up. It was

is trending

thinking he must’ve

Yolanda trending?

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was grainy, but there was