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!"

men. I could sense

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

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

are things

deep and

me. There seemed to be emotions that couldn't be deciphered. After a brief silence, he released his grip

I smiled. “Got it."

once he noticed my smile. He dragged

was parked by

I calmly settled into

slam the door shut after getting in. Just as I thought he'd

bear to

me suspiciously as he questioned, "Tell me, is Eric the reason

laughing sarcastically. "A filthy heart

purple with rage.

off with a sigh, “Jeremiah, my decision to

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