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

Chapter 31

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I clamped a hand over my mouth, stifling a sudden coughing fit, then turned tail and ran. I didn’t even glance back to see what Evan’s reaction was. The thick carpet muffled my footsteps, but he still heard me. Panic clawed at my chest. Had I been too obvious?

Back in the poker room, Zach visibly relaxed. “Mr. President, you’re back,” he said. I breathed a sigh of relief. If I’d been any later, they’d have suspected something.

When Evan returned, I’d planned to “attend” to Ann Maxwell, to cover my tracks, but he surprised me.“Ms. Maxwell’s resting. You don’t need to keep her company,” he said, a hint of displeasure in his tone.

utterly bewildered. Could he… could he think I’d had designs on Ann? I

ignored my internal turmoil, noticing the extra chips instead.“Zach’s got a lucky

comments about my beauty and intelligence bordering on predatory. It made my stomach churn. I forced a smile, grateful when Evan intervened, his warning clear enough to shut the lech down. I appreciated his defense,

her instead–a clear display of distance. Olivia, though slightly deflated, quickly bounced back, grabbing the number from Zach. I found her endearing, bravely pursuing

off the yacht, Zach and I were hesitant, fearing another meltdown. Evan sighed and

the dock, he prepared to take Ann home, but he made no move to offer me a ride. I suggested taking Ann to a hotel. He

completely lost, but he got in the car anyway, leaving Zach and me to hail

my seatbelt, the tension