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

Chapter 190

She just wished me a pleasant weekend?

What made her think I should have a pleasant weekend?

His long, slender fingers pressed against the pages of his book. His eyes were deep, and his expression thoughtful.

Gary walked inside with the boxes of medicine, sighing, “Ah, when you get old, you get sick for no reason.

The next morning.

Sherry and I hit the road at 7 a.m. For our safety, she’d recruited her brother–a sports school student on summer break–as our

escort.

I eyed the towering yet puppy–eyed teen and shot Sherry a look: Don’t you think we look like two rich ladies hiring a boytoy?

“Safety first!” she mouthed, reading my mind.

That was a fair point. We might be going into the mountains and countryside, and rural

investigations always carried risks. Though

young, Stuart’s broad shoulders radiated dependable energy.

“Fine.” I tossed Stuart the keys, sweetening the deal:“Pick any gift you want after this.”

Stuart’s handsome face flushed

I’m really glad to

shin.“Come on, load the trunk. Drive carefully.” With that, she put

me with my

in when he saw Olivia and a handsome

car.

boyfriend? And he seems… very young!

car drive away before getting out of his own.

from his tablet

15:22

the long face?

crash?”

steward dumped groceries, leaning in conspiratorially.“Do

“What?!”

don’t! When did

happen?”

knowingly.“She kept it very

secret.”

like a college

that type!” That explains why she doesn’t like Mr. Jones. It makes sense; she must have had enough of his mind games and temper. She’s seen too many difficult men, it’s natural for

a warm–hearted younger

happy. She’s

money anyway.

sighed, and then, as if remembering something, he reminded, “Not a

Jones.”

gave a knowing

sealed.” Zach mimed zipping his mouth. If Mr. Jones knew about it, with his temper, Olivia would be doomed.

bedroom, dressed in a casual black suit. Among all colors, black