Chapter 7 Quite Sensitive

Evelyn threw her phone away at the last moment.

“Why are you here, Evelyn?” Jerry’s eyes were filled with gloom.

Maura stepped out of the car, appearing surprised at first, but quickly adopted a smug expression.

To rub salt in the wound, Maura pulled down her collar, showing off her marks from earlier.

Ignoring her, Evelyn slapped Jerry hard across the face.

“That’s for my father!”

As Jerry stood in a daze, she slapped him again.

“That was for me!“.

“What the fuck! Are you out of your mind?!” He was in shock.

“YOU are out of your mind!” Evelyn glared at him, her eyes red with anger. “All your feelings were fake when my father was being investigated, weren’t they? And you think I’ll beg to sleep with you? Not in your dreams! I don’t want herpes!”

Maura’s face darkened upon hearing this. She strutted over in her high heels, “Are you insulting me, bitch?”

“Oh, you had to ask?” She coldly curled her lips. “Do I have to call you a slut to your face?”

to realize that he was seething with anger

across the face,

off guard, not

you’ve gone too

“You are the homewrecker! Mark my words, what goes

Jerry could cheat once, he could cheat again. Maura

picked up her phone and left.

belongings and important documents from Hill Villa, Evelyn departed without looking back.

a deal with Huston meant stepping into a beautiful trap, at least she was leaving behind a

her, she would never return to this place again.

***

the gate of Royal Villa, even more grand and

swimming pools, the villa occupied the entire mountainside. Evelyn couldn’t fathom the

was a fitting home for Huston, a

from the gate to the front door of the villa, she could

door suddenly swung open. Huston, still wearing the same shirt as earlier,

layout of the house was surprisingly

the paintings adorning the walls, creations by a prominent artist, worth millions at auction. Three of these paintings hung on the wall, their collective value probably surpassing

asked out of the

Evelyn nodded.

she always cooked for herself. And during her one–year

something for dinner, then.”

disbelief. “What? Me?”

“Mhm.”

what Evelyn was thinking;

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