Infidelity: His Regret, My Revenge – A Twisted Love Story You Can't Ignore

Chapter 4

I arrived at Seraphine’s about 11:40. The butler looked very surprised to see me. He knew someone would come, but he didn’t know it was me. Beads of sweat oozed from his forehead as he thought of Julian and Rita in the living room.

The marriage between Julian and me remained a closely guarded secret–known only to our parents, Roy, and a handful of the Shaw family’s most trusted staff, including the butler.

“Come with me, Mrs. Shaw,” the butler said as he stiffly led the way.

Before I arrived at the living room, I heard Rita’s crisp voice.“I won again, Julian! Are you going easy on me?”

I stopped the pace. My mind was blank for a moment, but soon, I thought it all through.

I walked in with a sneer.

I had no makeup on today because I was carrying books. I was wearing a baggy white shirt and jeans, with my long hair tied up casually. Plenty of friends had said that I looked more fresh–faced without makeup anyway, so why should I fret about confronting my cheating husband and his mistress au naturel?

Julian saw me, his eyes flashed a bit of dismay.“What brings you…”

“Your mother called me,” I said in a calm tone.“Hey, aren’t you supposed to be in Hong Kong? When did you learn to teleport?”

His eyes were evasive, with a hint of guilt.

Rita, who was sitting on the sofa, got up and walked over to me, defiantly holding out her hand.“Hello, I’m Caffrey.”

I didn’t look at her at all.

one look at me and then kindly held Rita’s hand.“Rita, did you

work stuff.” Everyone here knew my relationship with Julian, but she deliberately introduced me as an employee, which showed that she

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nothing, and that I wouldn’t stand in the way of her marriage to Julian.

her chin.“Just an employee,

Julian quietly to see his reaction. He kept a cold face and made no attempt to explain himself to me. He knew what was happening, but

don’t we have something to talk about? Why

my mother–in–law.

it another day.

other plans.” I turned

your elder. Don’t give me that attitude! Where

looked at her with clear eyes.“Fine, I’ll stay for lunch. Don’t regret it.”

over to a single sofa and sat down. Rita sat down beside

chess.”

his arm and looked at

you play chess, Ms. Frost?”

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