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

Chapter 15

Gary continued his commentary. Evan lowered his gare to the photo on the screen: a woman in a black business suit. She looked capable, confident, and bright. He couldn’t help but recall his encounters with her disheveled, despondent, broken, and desperate. She had tried to impress him, then fleeted in disgrace after being rejected… A wave of annoyance washed over him. He’d been too harsh to her earlier.

Around 9 pm, I was making noodles in the kitchen when my phone buzzed. It was a message from Gary. Since my inquiry about his employer’s measurements, he hadn’t responded. Now, a series of numbers arrived, followed by a few words: My boss says you wants to buy him a new suit, here are his numbers.

was completely stunned. What did this mean? Did he change his mind and decide to give me a chance? I immediately Esmissed that thought. No, perhaps I was overthinking

Alternatively, he might be preventing me from using the suit as an excuse to contact him again. If I misinterpreted his intentions and came to him with the suit, I might embarrass myself again.

I wanted the job, but not at the expense of my self–respect.

I cautiously replied “Okay, got it, I’ll buy a new suit for him and ship it as soon as possible.”

Gary relayed the message to Evan

“Mm‘ Evan responded flatly, turning a page of his book.

“Should L. Gary knew his boss was giving Olivia a chance, ‘remind her?”

“Don’t bother. She gave up

Mr. Jones arrive at this conclusion?

A car followed me. I visited several stores, comparing suits similar in fabric, style, and craftsmanship to the charcoal grey one. After two hours, my legs ached, and I still

his haughty, disdainful

charcoal grey suit. The saleswoman said “Your husband has a great

model? Hah, Evan would consider that an insult.

with the suit, I asked Gary

texting, her stalker snapped a picture and send it to

him; it looked so much like Olivia. More importantly, a man was with her. He could cheat, but his wife couldn’t; if even one of her fingers was touched by another man, he would want to skin that man alive. In his mind, Olivia was his possession; the only thing she needed to do was love

shopping, finally bringing a men’s suit home. Julian

the mall, but my message was unanswered, so I brought it home. Throwing the bag on the sofa,

the house I’d lived in for years, a wave of sadness washed over me. The house was designed to my preferences; every item

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my computer, I saw photos of Julian and me high school, college he was so clean–cut, so handsome hack then. Looking at those pictures, I laughed and cried, as if transported back in

I didn’t cook for him; I didn’t want to. I took out a box of

Julian was speechless

Don’t you just love outside stuff? Other