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

Chapter 142

Unbeknownst to me, while I was focused on the game, Evan was distracted. His gaze fell on my lips, the setting sun painting them with a captivating rosy glow; I was… unguarded.

The pavilion was quiet, only the wind. Evan leaned closer… My heart pounded; I felt a sudden panic. Warm breath touched my cheek, my nose, finally pausing at my lips. His voice, husky and seductive, was carried on the wind, “Even if you don’t answer, I can still eat you, bones and all.”

“…” Changing the rules? I opened my eyes. His handsome face was inches away, the red light making him look demonic. I froze, as if under a spell, my heart and breathing racing. We were so close, our lips almost touching. After a long moment, Evan straightened up, releasing my face. “Too hard to trick,” he said, his gaze on the sunset. Who says the Devil’s Hour is a legend?

I sat weakly on a chair, touching my face, my heart still pounding. His competitive spirit was intense! He’d stop at nothing to win!

sunlight were swallowed by darkness; the temperature dropped. Evan turned.“Let’s go.

up, thinking I was too shaken to face

PM, we went to Yuan Xinjiang’s villa. I rang the doorbell. Yuan Xinjiang’s secretary, Keller,

at her, walking straight in. I smiled at Keller, following her. She led us to a large hall connected to a bamboo forest and

for Evan, but Evan dodged him. Yuan Xinjiang looked slightly embarrassed. Evan, seemingly enjoying his discomfort, teased, “Mr. Yuan, you seem lively. Bringing so many friends—you must be exhausted. I heard you couldn’t

brat, pretending to be pure. He’ll reveal his true colors! He looked at me, a smile on his face. “Secretary Wen, your CEO doesn’t have a cold today; can he drink?”

playful

“Mr. Yuan, drinking is the CEO’s