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.

designs on Ann? I wanted to

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

stomach churn. I forced a smile, grateful when Evan intervened, his warning clear enough to shut the lech down. I appreciated his defense, but it wasn’t surprising; it was typical of

Huang asked Evan for his number, but he had Zach give it to her instead–a clear display of distance. Olivia, though slightly deflated,

her off the yacht, Zach and I were hesitant,

Ann home, but he made no move to offer me a ride. I suggested taking Ann to

lost, but he got in the car anyway, leaving Zach and

buckled my seatbelt, the