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

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Evan added, “Tell her you’re no longer with the previous company, so frequent dinners with former colleagues aren’t appropriate anymore. Just keep interactions professional.”

…Fine, I’ll talk to her.”

His ears are incredibly sharp. What was wrong with my former subordinate inviting me to have lunch? Or did he believe I’d compromise sensitive corporate data during lunch?

Evan continued walking into his office. I sighed deeply.

Zach stared pensively at the closed door of the CEO’s office. Could Mr. Jones be…sexually frustrated?

He turned to me, offering a sympathetic consolation.“It’s not your fault. Men sometimes have trouble controlling themselves, like during menopause.”

What? Do guys get their version of a petiod?

Seeing my puzzled look, Zach said, “Don’t panic, I’ll help you.”

I appreciate that, but how? Wait, are we even thinking about the same thing?

”

At 11:20 AM, I drove away from the company. Ocean Spring was near the Shaw Corp; it took about twenty–eight minutes to get there.

It was a Japanese restaurant, a frequent spot for company gatherings.

Traffic was congested, and I arrived there around twelve o’clock.

The restaurant owner greeted me warmly and told me Mandy was in the private room.

I headed inside, wondering why they needed such a large room for just two people. My hand hovered like a hummingbird at the private room’s door–hesitation crystallizing into a furrow between my brows. Before I could retreat, the door swung inward on its own..

“Ms. Frost.”

Mandy appeared at the doorway, pulling me inside.

“I must’ve overthought-” The thought died as footsteps echoed from behind the lacquered screen.

It was Julian!

was just bait to hook your boss, I

air. I pivoted sharply, only to have Julian block my escape route with predator grace.“Mandy,” he commanded without glancing back, “leave us.”

me an apologetic look, but I ignored her. I wouldn’t give a second glance to someone who had betrayed

me.

quickly

out of my

coldly, my eyes filled with ice and deep

had cleanly divorced me earlier, I wouldn’t care how vicious Rita was, I’d consider those eight years wasted, and move on after the divorce. Or, if

to act all affectionate, claiming to only love

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nausea was like being repeatedly force–fed excrement. His feelings for everyone were

“I wanted…”

avoided my eyes.“To talk

Menu

want to hear you. But since you’re standing here and won’t let me pass, let me tell you:

it!”

contempt obvious.“Just live your life. Some souls, I’ve learned, calcify

to leave. I reached for the door,

raw, “I thought I could make everything under control, I thought I could move forward and find what I once

“Open it now!”

angrily kicked the door. I didn’t even listen to what

approached and stood next

point.“Write a letter of forgiveness

I stopped abruptly.

him, I couldn’t even believe my

the kidnapping. If you write a letter of forgiveness, combined with her current health

“Slap!”

think about it. I will absolutely not write it. I’ll make sure she rots in jail!”

from the slap; a red handprint was visible. He didn’t get angry, simply turned his face and continued, “It’s the best way, Olivia. You can’t win, and in the end, you’ll be the one hurt. If you’re relying on Evan to help, you’ll be disappointed. He would have helped if he wanted to. He’s just playing with you. Now that

invest more effort.”

you,

don’t care about yourself, think about your parents, your grandmother, and

was shocked

ghost. My eyes