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 their tension escalating

were at a restaurant, and it was lunch hour. Their commotion drew the attention

and said, “Please let go, Mr. Flint.

there are things we

deep

seemed to be emotions that couldn't be deciphered. After a brief

I smiled. “Got it."

once he noticed my smile. He dragged me out of the

was parked by the side

I calmly settled into

watched him slam the door shut after getting in. Just

sense. He couldn't bear to leave Elsa on

dark and filled with rage. He eyed me suspiciously as he questioned, "Tell me, is Eric the reason you're

laughing sarcastically. "A filthy heart

face turned purple with

him off with a sigh, “Jeremiah, my decision to divorce you has nothing to

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