Revenge is best served cold

Chapter 11

Chapter 11 Chapter 11 No Room for a Third Party in My Marriage

Eric was as sharp-tongued as ever. I almost wanted to give him a thumbs-up.

Jeremiah's expression grew darker as

he hissed through gritted teeth, "Eric, this is between me and my wife. What does have to do with an outsider like you?"

Then, he grabbed my hand. "Come with me!"

Before I could react, he yanked me out of my seat. But another hand gripped my other arm firmly

before Jeremiah could drag me far.

I was startled and turned to see Eric holding me. There was clear concern in his eyes, and his

expression was cold as he confronted Jeremiah. “If there's anything you have to say, you can say it here."

Jeremiah's eyes were stormy, and his grip on my hand tightened. "This is between us. What does it have to do with you, Eric? Let go!"

caught between the two men. I could sense their tension escalating

restaurant, and it was lunch hour. Their commotion drew the attention of

and said, “Please let go, Mr. Flint. He won't hurt me, and I can ensure

things we need to

gaze was deep and

to be emotions that couldn't be deciphered. After a brief silence, he released

I smiled. “Got it."

smile. He dragged me out of the

was parked by

I calmly settled into

after getting in. Just

bear to leave Elsa

gaze was dark and filled with rage. He eyed me suspiciously as he questioned, "Tell me, is Eric

out laughing sarcastically. "A filthy heart sees filth in

purple with rage.

with a sigh, “Jeremiah, my decision to divorce you

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