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 go.

too shaken to face actual demons. Was this a work

6:40 PM, we went to Yuan Xinjiang’s villa. I rang the doorbell. Yuan Xinjiang’s secretary, Keller, opened the door.“CEO Jones, please come in.”

Keller, following her. She led us to a large hall connected to a bamboo forest and a heated pool. The air was thick with

slightly embarrassed. Evan, seemingly enjoying his discomfort, teased, “Mr. Yuan, you seem lively. Bringing so many friends—you must be exhausted. I

his true colors! He looked at me,

playful

“Mr. Yuan, drinking