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

I approached him solemnly, sitting beside him.“CEO, they drugged your water. Do you feel anything?” I examined him carefully; his skin wasn’t red, he wasn’t sweating, his temperature… I reached out to check his temperature, then retracted my hand. “It hasn’t kicked in yet. Let’s go to the hospital. I’ll call the driver.” I reached for my phone, realizing I hadn’t brought it. I was only in my pajamas… and braless!! I momentarily panicked.“CEO, wait here; my phone is in my room.” I turned to leave. Getting my bra was more important than saving him; I needed those two or three

minutes.

“Secretary Wen…” His hand fell on my shoulder, his voice low and husky. Damn it. I hesitated, unable to leave him.“CEO, are you feeling unwell? Are you hot?”

Evan didn’t answer. He slowly opened his eyes. The dim light made his eyes seem darker, mysterious and alluring… As if he wanted to devour me, steal my soul. I held my breath. He looked into my eyes, his grip tightening. His body leaned in, his breath hot on my ear.“I… I’m thirsty.”

…” A jolt shot through me. I pulled his hand away.“I’ll get you water!” I was about to jump up.

was pushed back onto the chair.“Too late,” a husky, seductive voice whispered in my ear. His hand

mine, a minty scent filling my mouth–gentle yet intense, passionate yet

happened, biting his lip, pushing him away, grabbing a pillow to beat him.“Snap out of it!

pillow, looking helpless and amused.

believe you. I stood up cautiously, checking the door.“We

strong. Even a virtuous man would become a midnight gigolo.“The hospital is at least three hours away. You want me to… have a reaction in the car?” Evan’s gaze was deep. “…” I should have brought Zach! Zach, Zach, where are you?! After cursing Zach

worry about

all the ice from the fridge, filling the bathtub