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

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My neck stiffened. His tone was both insightful and deliberately challenging, as if testing my professionalism. But I’d only thought it, I hadn’t said anything. Why was he being so harsh?

“Okay, since the CEO has given his permission, I’ll head back,” I replied calmly. What was behind his displeasure, his harshness? Simply my earlier lack of tact, my cluelessness. It looks like this secretary gig isn’t going to last… I’m not “tactful” enough.

After my reply, he remained silent. The atmosphere in the car became even more oppressive. The driver, sensing the tension, silently grumbled to himself: These two are getting more and more awkward.*

The car continued driving. He didn’t speak again, and neither did I, until an hour later when we arrived at the exclusive private club.

We got out of the car. I went straight to the trunk, grabbed my luggage.“CEO,” I said gently, “Have fun with your friend. I’ll head back to Chicago.” I pulled my suitcase, ready to leave.

He reached out, stopping my suitcase, staring at me. After a moment of silence, his voice was low and husky, “It’s my mood.”

status, you can throw a tantrum

He was stung by my words, silent for

stood there, feeling like a pebble had been dropped into my heart. This… wasn’t right…

back in the car and walked towards the club. I had no choice but

tall, muscular man stood, wearing an unbuttoned black shirt, revealing well–defined abs. He had sharp features, a strong jawline, tanned skin, and an aura of rugged sex appeal; pure testosterone. Yet he was wearing a suit, shirt, and dress shoes–the epitome of a business executive. He leaned against the railing, smoking a cigarette, watching the scene unfold at the club entrance… He actually saw Evan being soft with a woman! He tsked in amazement, only putting out his cigarette

the manager led us to the elevator.“Mr. Luo is waiting

acknowledged, stepping into the elevator. I followed,

a central private room. Near the door, I said,

large room.” He was inviting me in.

“…Okay.”

the door. Inside, a huge private room housed a large round table where an