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?"

lazily. "Yeah, grabbing some food. Don't you have work

weekend. Even the CEO needs a

I'm heading out for lunch, and since you mentioned treating me to a meal yesterday,

was planning to treat him to a meal anyway, and he'd been a

to treat Eric to a meal, it couldn't be just a random restaurant.

the dishes Eric had ordered were my favorites. I was briefly stunned, but I dismissed it as a coincidence and

cracked the shell of a crab and picked out the meat before placing it

was about to thank him, a shrill voice interrupted, "What are you doing here, Jane? And you're eating with Mr. Flint? When

without looking up. I

was dark and gloomy, and his hands were clenched at his

launched into accusations. "No wonder you've been demanding a divorce these past few days. Turns out you've found my replacement. You know that Eric