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

Chapter 8

Chapter 8

Julian took a look at the iron bucket with black smoke, wondering if I was crazy.“Why don’t you just throw it away?”

“Fire purges better.” I replied.

He twisted his eyebrows. We stand wordlessly in the yard, the last ray of sunlight swallowed by darkness.

On Friday morning, the 4S shop called and told me my car was fixed. I went to get the car and remembered about the jacket. It was supposed to be washed and returned…

I called Gary, telling him that my car had been repaired. When I sent him the repair list and the cost, I added a work at the end: If I may ask, what’s your boss’s exact height, weight, measurements?

I asked that because I decided to get a matching suit and trousers to return. I owed them one.

I hadn’t received a reply for a long time. Perhaps even Gary wasn’t sure about his boss’s states? I didn’t think much of it

either.

As I approached the next corner, My phone buzzed with Finance’s call about audit discrepancies. My forehead healed and I drove to the office.

I had been absent for days. When I came to the project department, my men came to ask if I was fine. I hadn’t told them about my departure. I felt kind of sorry that they would have to deal with a new boss.

back, I started clearing four weeks of backlog.

Before I

got

made me nauseous at the tea room.

Crowe from the Crowe Corp is working in CEO’s suite

mean Mr. Shaw is going

forgotten that Ms. Frost is Mr. Shaw’s girlfriend? What should

sighing in unison, they whispered over their coffee about Rita’s shamelessness, my plight, and Julian’s heartless demeanor.

quietly listening. My knuckles whitened around the mug. I went back to my

letter crinkled in my grip as I stabbed the

walked to Julian’s office. Roy rushed to stop me, looking

down his guard, I suddenly changed direction and walked quickly to the door. I took the handle, wrenched it open,

that I was determined to leave him, what was there to be mad at him?

I just couldn’t control myself. Perhaps this was why humans were so often enslaved by their emotions.

Screams rang out from the

Julian’s back, was startled. The smile on Julian’s face solidified. Roy looked desperate, covering his eyes while saying, “Ms. Frost, here’s the thing. Miss Crowe just showered after moving boxes. I was afraid

saying, “A Harvard MBA reduced to

a response, I walked toward Julian and Rita.

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