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

weekend. Even the CEO needs a

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

today." I was planning to treat him to a

it couldn't be just a random restaurant. I made a reservation at a

noticed all the dishes Eric had ordered were my favorites. I was briefly stunned, but I dismissed it as

crab and picked out the meat before placing it on my

voice interrupted, "What are you doing here, Jane? And you're eating with Mr. Flint? When did

voice without looking up. I secretly rolled my

standing beside her. His expression was dark and gloomy, and

accusations. "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