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.

he think I’d had designs on Ann? I wanted to

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

eyes lingering inappropriately on my chest, his comments about my beauty and intelligence bordering on predatory. It made my stomach churn. I forced a smile, grateful

but he had Zach give it to 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 her

supporting her. Getting her off the yacht, Zach and I

move to offer me a ride. I suggested taking Ann to a hotel. He sneered.“That’s a bright idea. You’re responsible

car anyway, leaving Zach and me to hail a

seat before disappearing. I buckled my seatbelt, the tension in the