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

Chapter 166

Chapter166.

I forced a smile more bitter than tears. Who’d enlist in that parade?

“Can’t my ambition… bloom elsewhere?” I looked up, my voice barely a whisper.

“Of course,” His nod held absolute conviction. Starlight shimmered in his smiling eyes, his voice warm and mellow as aged wine. “Any arena you desire–I’ll pave your path with gold.”

I could have held on longer. I’d never been one to turn myself into a tearful spectacle. But in this moment, I allowed myself to be willful, to be fragile, to be indulged. A sour yet warm current welled up from deep within, dissolving the dam I’d so stubbornly maintained.

My eyes welled up, blurring my vision. I let go of all my tension–no longer fearing stumbles that would leave me bruised, no longer dreading phantom cliffs beneath my feet. Leaning against him, I released everything in soundless

torrents.

Evan, ever mindful of my pride, draped his suit jacket over my head as he guided me out of the restaurant.

Even in the car, my shoulders kept trembling silently.

Emotions were tidal. Once the floodgates opened, the surge must would run its course before calm could return.

When the storm finally passed, clarity hit like icy water:

My arms were wrapped around his waist!

My face was pressed against his chest!

Exactly like how I clung to my bedtime bolster every night–instinctive, shameless, and catastrophically problematic.

My eyeballs darted around in panic.

Retract naturally? Sit up casually? Or play unconscious? Wait for him to shake me awake, then claim amnesia?

The latter seemed feasible. I’d fallen asleep in his arms on the last business trip, and he didn’t say anything.

As I agonized over exit strategies, a voice came from above.

“Stop overthinking. Dusk is coming,” he gently patted my head.“Dinner first. You can resume hugging afterward.”

Petrification spread from skull to toes.

Then–crack–I shattered.

Five minutes later.

Seated in a secluded courtyard restaurant where artificial streams murmured tranquility, I embodied Zen serenity. Evan perused the menu across the table.

and serene,

me! Help me!

do I fix

I shouldn’t have leaned on him! I shouldn’t have hugged

you like shrimp?” Evan

heart skipped

sweet lotus root or

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“…Either-”

“Both?”

Menu

meant to say “either works,” but surrendered.“Mm.

that, he

to look at the scenery. Unfortunately, I was too nervous that my teeth

glass…” Evan spoke.

at the glass, confused. “This glass? What’s wrong with

“It’s not edible.”

he was dissuading a fool from

glass in

the food arrived quickly. I focused on eating so that I didn’t have to talk

have some shrimp.”

peeled a prawn and placed it on

paused. Then responded enthusiastically, “Thank you! Thank you so much, Mr. Jones!”

piece of pan–fried lamb chop.“Come on. Have some

“Yes! Yes! Yes!”

love this soup.” He poured me

I love it!”

“Olivia…”

Thank you! Thank

”

transformed into a malfunctioning automaton, my vocal processors stuck on an endless loop of “Thank

“Yes“.

head, and softly closed my eyes. I

long moment, he responded to my thanks, “If you really want to

down my fork.“Okay, okay,

peeling shrimp. One after another. One after

small mountain of peeled shrimp piled up in

up and ate it, sighing. He raised his eyes, “We just came for a meal, I’m not selling you to Myanmar after this. Don’t be so tense.”

don’t understand what you’re saying” expression.“No, why

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