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!"

I

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

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

are things we need

deep and

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

I smiled. “Got it."

flared once he noticed my smile. He dragged me

car which was parked by the side

I calmly settled into

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

made sense. He couldn't bear

with rage. He eyed me suspiciously as he

"A

face turned purple with

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

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