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

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The yacht set sail. Zach and I returned to the deck. Inside, Evan was surrounded by admirers, effortlessly handling the flattery, occasionally offering a faint smile, seemingly unfazed by Maria’s presence. Huang Kaihao was creating opportunities for his granddaughter. Olivia Huang was bold, constantly trying to chat with Evan, practically writing “I’m interested in you” on her face. Evan remained polite, neither cold nor overly warm. Maria stood beside him; though composed, she seemed… strained. Ah. Heartbreak. As a woman, I understood her inner turmoil. I watched them, my eyes darting between the three, like a gossipy neighbor.

Suddenly, Evan looked towards me….! I held my breath, unable to hide my intense interest; he’d seen right through.

me.

“Zach, may I take a walk?” I nervously asked.

“Sure, go ahead. I’ll keep an eye on things.” He readily agreed.

“Okay, call me if anything happens.” I walked away, my heels clicking. I found a secluded spot with two chairs and sat down. Waves crashed against the hull; the distant city lights shimmered, scattered across the night. I completely relaxed.

After enjoying the sea breeze, I took out my phone. After calling Sherry, I’d turned off my old phone; getting a new one here. Over a hundred missed calls… even though it was off. There were unknown numbers, my parents, Sherry, friends, former colleagues, even business acquaintances.

Opening WhatsApp, I saw several messages from Sherry. The earliest: Don’t answer, don’t respond, don’t trust, it’s all Julian! An hour later: Olivia, where are you? My parents: Where are you? Come home! Gloria: Where are you?

Each message showed the concern of everyone in my life… Julian, you lunatic!

Exhaling wearily, I exited WhatsApp, noticing numerous text and voice messages. Initially calm, asking my whereabouts, then turning frantic and enraged, the latest voice message was from five minutes ago. His voice was low, hoarse, broken.

I’m a bastard, I deserve to die, I’m sorry… Give me another chance… Punish me however you want, take my life… Just go and relax, I’ll wait for you at home… I only made one mistake; you can’t…

I was one second away from being pulled back

He didn’t dare enter, didn’t dare step into the house without me. He’d searched all day, using every method, but I’d vanished;

a full moon; the light was so bright, piercing my eyes; then, the surface shattered into countless cracks,

was an entertainment area–a pool, karaoke, a home theater, a game room, an indoor golf course… everything. Pure

game.

scent of cigars; the wealthy sat around an oval table, some elated by their wins, others frustrated by their losses. Chips were piled high; the dealer was alluringly attractive;

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wasn’t smoking; he had a glass of champagne, looking composed, in a different world from the others. Based on his chips, he’d won significantly. Maria, sitting beside him, looked drunk, leaning her head on

An outside. She’s drunk,” he calmly

and I approached

us away. We tried several times, but she

since I’m a

her.

Maria violently pushed me away; luckily, Zach caught me. I was

stood, helping Maria