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

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“Sorry, I have plans on Saturday.”

Evan politely declined. Helen felt a pang of disappointment. It was a death sentence; she should understand that their earlier pleasant conversation was simply due to his good

manners. But the clearer she

more

was, the she didn’t want to miss this opportunity.

She put aside her restraint and said, “It’s okay, Mr. Jones. When are you free? I can adjust

my schedule. Can you at least give me a chance?”

Evan’s smile faded. He stated directly, “Miss White, you’re excellent, but we’re not suitable. I hope you enjoyed dinner.”

“I did enjoy it. I thought there’d be a next time; I like you.”

Helen didn’t hide her feelings.

“I’m sorry.”

“Can you tell me what you dislike about me? I think I’m pretty good.”

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“It’s not about you; it’s my personal reasons.”

He simply wasn’t interested. Helen felt wronged; it was really hard for her to meet someone she liked.“Can you tell me what kind of woman you like?”

How high were his standards?!

Evan seemed to remember something; a soft light appeared in his eyes.“Someone with a good appetite.”

“Ah?”

I had almost finished my food. I put down my phone and looked up, but they were gone. Where did they go?

I called the waiter to settle the bill. A man approached me before the waiter, smiling confidently. “Beautiful lady, may I have your name?”

“No.”

“May I…”

“No.”

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man, paid the bill, and continued checking my messages. The table was tapped twice. Thinking it was another attempt at flirting, I replied with my usual three–part response:“No. I’m

are

I hit send. I looked up and

the message I’d just sent him: Mr. Jones, since you’re having a good time with Miss White, I’ll leave work now.

do you have no other

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to be a billionaire,” I

not even

his head, he left. I grabbed my bag and followed. Exiting the restaurant, going downstairs, getting

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Miss

I

things just wouldn’t go

way.

think of Miss White?

voice came

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question never

elegant, perfectly matched with you. From my observations, you both seemed quite satisfied with

plunged into dead

on a landmine! She’s not just dancing on the boss’s

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spoken, and given the deadly atmosphere, I cleared my

These are just my

be wrong. It depends on you, Mr.

He remained silent.

literally asking to be

grew tense. Evan sat with arms crossed, his face carved

until we reached the apartment. I braced myself, riding the elevator with him, watching the numbers increase:4,5,6,7… Hurry up, hurry

up!

“Ding-”

quickly rushed out, “Mr. Jones,

the doors were closing, a hand emerged. The doors reopened.

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decided that I need to tell you about what I am thinking about.”

breath quickening. The atmosphere

to know

barely

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