Even after Her Death by Rita Bond

Chapter 200 Guess How Long Will It Take for Me to Win Your Husb....

Chapter 200 Guess How Long Will It Take for Me to Win Your Husband

Sadie's behavior didn't surprise me at all.

Initially, she had no interest in Carter because he was disabled. But once she learned about his identi influence, realizing even Sadie had to tread carefully around him, she and Monica weren't about to let such a good catch slip away. After all, aside from his leg issues, Carter had plenty to offer-whether it was money, statin, or power, Those were things other men couldn't provide her.

So today, she came prepared, ready to seduce him.

She purposely sprayed on the "Garden of Desire, a perfume with an undeniably flirtatious scent. Besides, she wore a low-cut, body-hugging dress under her coat

When she fook off her coat, her fair skin was impossible to ignore. With her crouched posture, a generous amount of her cleavage was exposed.

Did she really think Carter was the same kind of man as Ashley?

Carter had once told me he hadn't been involved with any women before, but coming from a man in his thirties, that was hard to believe. I couldn't help but have my doubts.

So, I didn't stop her from trying to flirt with Carter. Instead, I chose to observe and see if he would act like other men.

When Sadie deliberately tried to charm him, Carter remained unfazed. "Did you wash your hands before entering the room?"

Sadie's flirtatious smile froze on her face. "I..."

Carter gave her a dismissive glance. "I'm a bit of a germaphobe and dislike contact with filth. Ms. Gardner. please step back. Your perfume is nauseating."

His blunt words were like a harsh slap to Sadie's face.

Just like my mom, I found myself liking Carter more and more!

Monica quickly scolded Sadie, "Go wash your hands alady"

As I chuckled quietly, Carter suddenly leaned in and bit into the grape I hadn't finished peeling from

my fingers. Startled, I blurted out instinctively I forgot to wash my hands too."

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"It's fine. You smell lovely."

Trying to mask the embarrassment his words caused, headed to the bathroom, only to run into Sadie., her expression smug and infuriating.

"Zoey, don't get too full of yourself. If I could steal your man once, I can do it again. How long do you think it'll take me to win your husband over this time?

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Did she really think Ashley had been with

far more benefits and value in her than in Zoey. Did she honest believe she was some kind of irresistible beauty? When it came to looks,

she possibly measure up to someone like me, who had been trained like a

weren't limited to

fact, painting was merely a casual hobby

by Jeffrey to be his future granddaughter-in-law, I

defeat wasn't due to a lack of ability but to

survival skills

combined with my maxed-out talents, I wasn't about to lose so

she could easily make me uncomfortable. What a

along and replied,

three days. Three days. Zoey, are you upset? The night you were trapped in the

It took you three days to get him into bed. How cheap is that? Ordering takeout probably costs more than having you in bed for a night, Sadie. You were the one who practically threw yourself at him and probably paid

like Zoey, but I didn't fall

with anger. Her mouth gaped like a frog, and she

In a month, I'll win

I wish

I moved closer

are you

"What's it to you?"

say I didn't warn you-men's words aren't to be trusted. If he betrayed ine. he'll betray you too. It's just

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He wouldn't have done that if it weren't

arms and leaned against the doorframe,

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like he's been saying all sorts of sweet things to you, Sadie. I truly envy you." Sadie tilted her head smugly. "Well, of

many times he's cheated on you behind your back? Meanwhile, Sadie, you're still lost in your perfect little world.

changed drastically after hearing

straight for her

are you talking about? Anna's pregnant?

she's pregnant or not, just check

wiped my hands dry and

in thought throughout the meal, likely mulling over what I had told