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

Chapter 104

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I remained still. After a while, the man finished his call and returned to his car. He parked diagonally across from me, leisurely opening a can of soda. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary. Or was it a coincidence–leaving Chicago at the same time three days ago, returning at the same time now? I didn’t believe in coincidences.

If so, why hadn’t they acted in three days? My mind raced. Should I call the police? But it would take time, and without concrete evidence, he could plead innocence. I still had an hour’s

palms sweated during the hour–long drive. Once I entered the city, I relaxed slightly. Near my apartment

parked in the garage, grabbed my luggage, and called Sherry, telling her I’d

black hat. His hat was so wide that his face was completely obscured. He silently followed me, like a

I collapsed. My phone slipped from my hand…Someone caught me, expertly retrieving the phone and ending the call.“Olivia? What’s wrong?” Sherry called out several times. She saw the call had ended. Accidental? She called back, but it went straight to voicemail. I’d said I was in the garage. I should have