"I'm not interested in other people's husbands; I just like stealing yours. So what?" Cindy, completely shameless, asked me, "Is it illegal to be a mistress? What can you do about it?"I frowned, almost laughing at her audacity. "You don't know about bigamy laws, do you?""Bigamy?" Cindy scoffed. "Are you trying to lecture me on the law? Jen, I haven't lived with your husband as his wife, nor have we gotten engaged, had a wedding, or registered our marriage. How does that qualify as bigamy?"Wendy and I exchanged a glance, both amazed at Cindy's brazen attitude.I said, "Really? You always stayed in hotels, right? Those expenses came out of our shared marital funds. I don't mind investigating and reclaiming every cent."Cindy smirked, "You'll be disappointed. We never used his money for hotels. I paid for it all."I couldn't help but laugh. "So you're saying you willingly let my husband have sex with you for free?"Cindy took a deep breath, her composure unshaken. "We love each
As God is my witness, I said the most hurtful things that came to mind. I have never spoken so viciously to anyone before. But Cindy deserved it.Cindy, however, was resilient. My words didn't affect her. She looked at me, took a step closer, and whispered, "Jen, remember my words. I will take anything you love away from you. If I can't have it, I'll destroy it. If I can't obtain it, neither will you."Her words left me shocked. I asked coldly, "Why do you hate me? We don't even know each other. What's your problem? If you have mental issues, see a doctor before it's too late!"Cindy snorted, "Why do I hate you? You'll find out soon enough. Don't worry."I was confused but couldn't find an answer.Since Sharon had called the police, they arrived promptly and took us to the station.Fighting in public is a serious offense.I told the truth, and Cindy didn't deny it either, maintaining her arrogant attitude. Even the officer taking our statements seemed irritated. Sharon tried to
"Mr. Walker?" Wendy asked, "The Mr. Walker you're talking about, is he Luke?"Taylor nodded and replied, "Yes, Ms. Middleton, it's Mr. Walker from JL Capital."At that moment, Taylor had already reached the car. The door opened automatically, revealing Luke's profile gradually. As he turned his face, our eyes met, and in that instant, I could see the cold and indifferent arrogance in his eyes. Today, Luke seemed distant and appeared to be in a bad mood. He was dressed in a black suit, with neatly combed hair and gold-rimmed glasses perched on his nose. He exuded a refined yet aloof vibe. Black, often associated with mystery and coolness, seldom looked as noble and clean on anyone as it did on Luke. His fair skin contrasted well with the black suit, making him seem even more distinguished and detached.Undeniably handsome."Oh wow, Mr. Walker, what a coincidence!" Wendy greeted cheerfully, sitting next to Luke and striking up a conversation. "Although Jen and I are not in the sa
Could it be that I have to treat a bitch who deliberately tries to embarrass and provoke me with utmost respect?But in the next second, Luke said, "Is she worth your time? Isn't it dirtying your hands?"I instantly felt better. Luke, despite his sour expression, still had a way with words that was pleasing to the ear."If Prof. Middleton and Mrs. Middleton could see you today, they'd be relieved. Tired of swallowing your anger and finally striking back—it's progress," Luke said thoughtfully.Honestly, I couldn't tell if he was praising or criticizing me with that last part.Wendy rolled her eyes at me, signaling me to keep quiet. We were no match for someone like Luke.I thought so too, so I kept my mouth shut to avoid trouble.Luke first dropped off Taylor and Wendy at their homes, and then he drove me home last.The car felt emptier, and the atmosphere became colder.I huddled in the back, not daring to speak, scrolling through my phone, just hoping time would pass faster.
When I arrived home, Max was already there, sitting on the sofa with his phone, still in his business suit, looking visibly unhappy. He glanced up when he heard the door.I assumed that Cindy had complained to him, and news of our fight this afternoon had reached him. It was to be expected. Since I had dared to hit Cindy, I was prepared for Max to find out. In fact, I had already thought about how to explain everything to him before I took any action.I was ready to counter any move he made.If he wanted to put on a show, I would give him the stage and the opportunity.Given the situation of being provoked by a mistress in public and getting into a fight that led to the police station, my natural reaction would be one of displeasure. I had every reason to be suspicious that Max was still in contact with Cindy; otherwise, why wouldn't she let go?"Honey..." Max called out to me.I ignored him, changed into my slippers, put down my bag, and headed to the bedroom.Max quickly got u
But truly, Max has a beautifully sculpted face. That's exactly why I fell for him at first sight. I can still vividly recall the moment he walked out from under the dappled sunlight, surrounded by camphor trees. He was wearing a white shirt and had bright eyes and perfect teeth, smiling at me.That electrifying moment—I have to admit, 95% of it was because he was so handsome. Wendy would always tease me, saying it wasn't love at first sight, but rather lust at first sight.However, today, as I look at this still handsome face, all I feel is disgust. When someone's heart is filthy and cruel, no matter how good-looking they are, they become hideous and terrifying, causing deep revulsion."Honey, you can't judge me solely based on her side of the story, can you? She's bitter about being dumped and wants to ruin our marriage. She's plotting against us!" Max pleaded, his face flushed with desperation. "Honey, please, believe me.""Max, if there weren't any cracks in our relationship, wo
"Honey, I swear, I've always been faithful to you and our marriage. When Cindy expressed her interest in me, I immediately stopped going out to dinner with her. I made it clear that I was married, in love with my wife, and had no intentions of having an affair. Cindy said, fine, she wouldn't bother me anymore. She actually disappeared for a while and didn't message me at all. However, that night at the bar, she unexpectedly approached me, explaining that she had just returned from abroad and hadn't anticipated running into me.""Noticing that I was in a bad mood, Cindy joined me for a few drinks, claiming that we were just old friends catching up. I started venting my frustrations after consuming too much alcohol. I ended up blacking out... I don't even remember how we ended up at the hotel together.""When I woke up the next morning, she was lying next to me, naked. My head was pounding, and I couldn't recall anything from the previous night. I had no idea if anything had happened b
According to Max, Cindy called him that night, which happened to be our anniversary.I remember it clearly. Max always went the extra mile for special occasions like our anniversary, birthdays, and Valentine's Day. Even when finances were tight, he never skipped the rituals. He would either buy me flowers, small gifts, or prepare a candlelight dinner. Sometimes, he would even make handmade items like pottery mugs or knitted stuffed animals.Those knitted toys, especially, were such a thoughtful gesture. Not many men would go to such lengths!Max's skills were impressive, right? Most guys wouldn't put in that much effort!On that particular night, Max had bought ribeye steaks to cook a romantic candlelight dinner at home. He had just finished preparing the steaks when his phone rang. I was in the living room, eating fruit and watching TV. I overheard him politely answering, "Hello, this is Max."I couldn't make out the rest of the conversation clearly, but I heard a lot of "uh-huh"