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!

by darkness; the temperature dropped. Evan turned.“Let’s

was too shaken to face

villa. I rang the doorbell. Yuan Xinjiang’s secretary,

large hall connected to a bamboo forest and a heated pool. The air was thick with smoke, alcohol, and

Xinjiang said, his words overly affectionate, approaching us. He reached for Evan, but Evan dodged him. Yuan Xinjiang looked slightly embarrassed. Evan, seemingly enjoying

He looked at me, a smile on his face. “Secretary Wen, your

playful

smiled professionally. “Mr. Yuan, drinking