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

Chapter 29

A soft sound came from the bed. Before I could stand, a large hand clamped down on the back of my head. My lips pressed against his jawline… My pupils dilated. The smooth texture of his skin, the strong scent of his cologne–warm, fragrant, exquisite–registered in my brain with pinpoint accuracy.

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Evan stiffened, releasing his grip; his head tilted back; his hand returned to the back of my head, gently pushing my head back. Our eyes met. One was dazed; one was impassive.

After a long moment, I came to my senses, quickly removing his hand, quickly smoothing my hair, trying to regulate my breathing. “It’s 5:30; you really should get up.” I quickly left.

Evan:… He was silent for a moment, covering his eyes with his hand.

I rushed back to my room, washing my face. My reflection was crimson. I’d simply followed procedure; why had it ended with me kissing him?! It was… bizarre!

At 6:00 AM, I returned to his room, steeling myself. Zach was already there. We waited in the living room. Watching Zach, I wondered–he’d been with Evan for so long; he must have done this before. Had he? Or…? Had he experienced….?… My mind uncontrollably conjured images of Zach pressed against Evan, forced to kiss him… Ugh…

“Ms. Frost, why are you looking at me like that?” Zach touched his face, unnerved by my shifting expressions.

“Nothing. I just…” I pressed my hand to my chest.“Think our jobs are challenging.”

“No job is easy; you’ll get used to it.”

…You have a good attitude.”

I can’t yell at the

was right; but… well… forgive my lack of

as I looked at Zach, heard me say, “Our jobs are challenging.” He lowered his head, rubbing his temples, then laughed—a sigh of exasperation.

I followed suit. Our eyes met; mine immediately flickered away, settling on his shirt

left the hotel, heading towards the ONE 15 Marina Club. The car was silent. I sat rigidly, tense from neck to

Frost, his low voice

I responded reflexively.“Yes, Sir?

bottle of water.”

away.” I took a bottle from the car’s refrigerator, opened

pushed it back to me.“Here, take small sips. Relax; don’t dwell on your mistakes.” City lights streamed past the window, my cheeks

Ms. Frost made a mistake?

Zach and I followed Evan onto the yacht. It was a

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floor, guest rooms; the top deck had a private area

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or so other wealthy guests were inside. A petite, adorable girl

granddaughter, Olivia Huang. She’s twenty–one, just back from studying art in the US; she graduated from the same university as Mr.

on the deck, watching through the glass doors. Exchanging glances… there was a blind

him,

CEO wouldn’t have come,”

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I said. “If they like each other, it might lead to