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!

just bait to hook your boss, I

only to have Julian block my escape route with predator grace.“Mandy,” he

an apologetic look, but I ignored her. I wouldn’t give a second

me.

Mandy quickly left the

of my

eyes filled with ice and

I wouldn’t care how vicious Rita was, I’d consider those eight years wasted, and move on after the divorce. Or, if he’d sincerely repented, showing remorse before the divorce, I would

me and tried to act all affectionate, claiming to only love me while getting Rita

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excrement. His feelings for everyone were fake;

“I wanted…”

my eyes.“To talk

Menu

a knife.“I don’t want to hear you. But since you’re standing here and won’t let me pass, let me tell you: from now on, we’re enemies. I will make Rita pay. As long as I’m in Chicago and alive, she won’t

it!”

life. Some souls, I’ve learned, calcify into specters

steps back, trying to leave. I reached

could move forward and find what I once had.

“Open it now!”

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

approached and stood next

he didn’t utter more self–pitying nonsense. He got straight to the point.“Write a letter of

I stopped abruptly.

even believe my ears.“What did you say?”

kidnapping. If you write a letter of forgiveness, combined with her current health condition, we can handle it so she won’t

“Slap!”

about it. I will absolutely not write it. I’ll make sure she rots in

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

won’t invest

you,

care about yourself, think about your parents, your grandmother, and your uncle.”

was shocked

a chill running through me, like seeing a terrifying ghost. My eyes reddened as I