Revenge is best served cold

Chapter 10 In the past few years as a stay-at-home wife, I continued studying and designing jewelry in private. It hadn't been to pass the time as I genuinely loved it.

In my past life, I gave up my career because Jeremiah preferred a family-oriented wife. Now that I thought about it, it was laughable and pathetic.

Thankfully, I'd been given a chance to start over in life. It wasn't too late.

While I was lost in thought, I started drifting off to sleep.

The sky was bright when I woke up. I checked my phone and noticed I had slept all day till noon. As if right on cue, my stomach growled and reminded me it was time for lunch. I got up for a quick wash and headed out to a restaurant. Cooking at home felt like too much of a hassle.

Just as I stepped out the door, I bumped into Eric, who was casually dressed in a black hoodie. He raised a hand to greet me and asked, "Heading out?"

some food. Don't you have

the weekend. Even the CEO needs

perfect timing. I'm heading out for lunch,

agreed without hesitation, "Sure. Let's do it today." I was planning to treat him to a meal anyway, and he'd been a

Eric to a meal, it couldn't be just a random restaurant. I made a reservation at

were my favorites. I was briefly stunned, but I dismissed it as a coincidence and thought no more of

shell of a crab and picked out the meat

stunned. Just as I was about to thank him, a shrill voice interrupted, "What are you doing here, Jane? And you're eating with Mr. Flint? When did the two of you get so

tell it was Elsa's pretentious voice without looking up. I secretly rolled my eyes, swallowed my food, and finally looked

was standing beside her. His expression was dark and gloomy, and his hands were clenched at his sides as his

"No wonder you've been demanding a divorce these past few days. Turns out you've found my replacement. You know that Eric and I don't get along, so you must be hooking up with him on purpose. Are you trying