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.

clearing four weeks of backlog. The resignation letter sat buffering in the printer tray.

Before I

got

made me

Miss Crowe from the Crowe Corp is

Mr. Shaw is going

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

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

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

my grip as I stabbed the

to Julian’s office. Roy rushed to stop me, looking nervous.“Ms. Frost, Mr. Shaw is

suddenly changed direction and walked quickly to the door. I took the handle, wrenched

I was determined to leave him, what was

just couldn’t control myself. Perhaps this was why

Screams rang out

wrapped in 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 just showered after moving boxes. I was afraid

head, saying, “A Harvard MBA reduced to playing pimp.

I walked

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