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

Chapter 43

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He untied my feet, then my hands. Midway through untying my hands, his phone rang. He ignored it, continuing to untie the ropes. Once freed, wary, he looped the rope around my neck.

“Come on, let’s go upstairs.” He pulled me up.

I guessed Evan and Zach might have located him, perhaps

were off. He grumbled, pulling out his phone;

broken on one side. The wind from that window, and the orientation of the entrance door downstairs, told me that

to open a door, I quickly slipped the rope from my neck, dashed to the window, and

after the splash did it fully register; he rushed to the window

they couldn’t find me and that he was dismissing the entire management of the

up, immediately calling Ann Maxwell, fanning the flames, deliberately provoking