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.

serene, matching

me!

this? How do I fix this? How

have leaned on him! I

you like shrimp?” Evan

My heart skipped a beat.

dessert, osmanthus sweet lotus root or avocado bird’s nest?”

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“…Either-”

“Both?”

Menu

to say “either

After that, he looked

look at the scenery. Unfortunately,

this glass…”

glass, confused. “This

“It’s not edible.”

it earnestly, his tone and expression like he was dissuading a fool from eating pebbles off

the glass in my

I focused on eating so that I didn’t have to talk to him

have some shrimp.”

and placed

responded enthusiastically, “Thank you! Thank

shrimp, he gave me a piece of pan–fried lamb chop.“Come on. Have some meat.”

“Yes! Yes! Yes!”

soup.” He poured me

Thank you! I

“Olivia…”

Thank you! Thank

”

vocal processors stuck on an endless loop of “Thank you” and

“Yes“.

turned my head, and softly closed my eyes. I was

a mix of a smile and speechless understanding. After a long moment, he responded to my thanks, “If you really want to thank me,

fork.“Okay, okay, I’ll peel them for

shrimp. One after another. One

were quite large. In less than two minutes, a small mountain of peeled shrimp piled

his eyes, “We just came for a meal, I’m not selling you to Myanmar after

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

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