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.

started clearing four

Before I

got

something that made me nauseous at the tea room.

Crowe Corp is working in

mean Mr. Shaw is

Shaw’s girlfriend? What should Ms. Frost do if they

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

went back to my office and sat down, lost in thought. After

crinkled in my grip as I stabbed the elevator button. Early resignation equals

office. Roy rushed to stop me, looking nervous.“Ms.

of going. After he let down his guard, I suddenly changed direction and walked quickly to the door. I

kind of annoyed with myself. Now that I was determined to leave him, what was there to

control myself. Perhaps this was why humans were so often enslaved by

out from

a bath towel, lying on 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

MBA reduced to playing pimp.

a response, I walked toward

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