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!"

between the two men. I could sense their

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

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

there are things we need

was deep

deciphered. After a brief silence,

I smiled. “Got it."

he noticed my smile. He

me into his car which was

I calmly settled into

him slam the door shut after getting in. Just as I

couldn't bear to leave Elsa on her

gaze was dark and filled with rage. He eyed me suspiciously as he

burst out laughing sarcastically. "A filthy heart sees filth in

face turned purple with rage. “How dare

with a sigh, “Jeremiah, my decision to

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