All Chapters of Moving On from a Cheater: Chapter 241 - Chapter 250

Wendy gripped the door handle tightly, watching Stanley in his engagement attire alongside the woman who had seemingly appeared out of nowhere.She thought Stanley would save her after she was arrested.She thought Stanley would marry her after he divorced Iris.Yet all her meticulous planning and efforts had only resulted in him marrying someone else.She glared at Fiora, feeling a surge of hatred. It seemed to her that Fiora had stolen the fruits of her labor. If it weren't for her schemes, Iris and Stanley wouldn't have divorced, and this woman wouldn't be engaged to Stanley. She felt utterly robbed.During her six-month imprisonment, she had been on her best behavior. She had even risked her life to work with the police force to expose the leader of a drug trafficking ring, aiding in the capture of the whole gang.She had no past record of drug abuse or trafficking; she had never even tested positive for drugs. She had also shown genuine remorse and had even aided the police.

It was a monumental scandal.Tugging at her mother's sleeve, Fiora's eyes glistened with unshed tears. "Mom, lots of people are watching. Let's finish the engagement first."Fiora's mother, Jessica, felt a storm brewing within her. Was her daughter under some kind of spell? Fiora's too naive, too trusting of people. Must she get hurt before she would learn her lesson?Jessica blamed herself for spoiling Fiora."What's so good about that guy?" she pointed an accusatory finger at Stanley.Seizing the moment, Renee slapped Stanley hard. "Who did you offend? Why would someone set you up like this at your own engagement party? I've never seen that woman before; the video must be fake or AI-generated. That's definitely not you."Renee was quick to perform damage control. She assured Jessica, "Jessica, there's no need to worry. If Stanley does anything to hurt Fiora, I won't spare him. You know how much I like Fiora; the engagement gifts I gave her are our family's most valuable jewelry

Before Iris could respond, Wendy continued, as if she understood Iris, "From what I know, you love him very much. There's no way you would let him go that easily. You're just putting on a brave face in front of me. There's no need to do that."Iris raised her eyebrows but chose not to clarify."Are you really willing to let that woman take away your marriage and the man who belongs to you?""She has never taken anything from me," Iris replied coolly. "They only got together after my divorce. If anyone has 'taken' anything from me, it's you, the person who ruined my marriage. You went to prison for a man and will have to live as an ex-convict from now on. If you have any children in the future, it'll affect them too. Don't you think that's really stupid?" Now that Iris had found out Wendy's intention, she had no more reason to stay. She grabbed her bag and stood up to leave. "Stop contacting me or sending letters to my parents, or I'll sue you."With that, she strode out of the co

Blood flowed from Jason's palm. The pain made him frown. He kicked the ball-less man away and swiftly grabbed Iris' waist, pulling her to safety from the man's grasp.Iris half-turned, falling into Jason's strong embrace. His strong arm wrapped around her like a living vine, holding her securely against him. She could feel the steady, powerful rhythm of his heartbeat.Looking up, she saw his fierce face. The usually composed Jason was now visibly furious, his expression dark and intense. His terrifying gaze pierced the ball-less man like an invisible blade.Iris rarely saw him get mad. This was the first time she had seen him so furious. Was his anger a reflection of his concern for her? She quickly dismissed the thought, reminding herself that his kindness for her was solely due to Professor Sandler.On the ground, the ball-less man writhed in pain, clutching his stomach where Jason had kicked him.The onlooking lawyers took the opportunity to step forward and restrain him, preve

He seemed to be joking.Despite knowing that, Iris still blew on his hand gently.Her pink lips were like flower petals kissed by morning dew, beautiful and elegant. Jason's hand was still numb from the anesthesia, so he couldn't feel the warmth of her breath. Instead, his attention was drawn to her lips. They were beautifully shaped and were captivating whenever she spoke or smiled. He recalled their softness from their last kiss.He pursed his lips and withdrew his hand."It doesn't hurt anymore?" Iris asked, turning to look at him.Jason swallowed, his Adam's apple moving slightly. "The anesthesia hasn't worn off yet, so it doesn't hurt."Iris was speechless, but since he got injured because of her, she wasn't angry. "I'm glad it doesn't hurt."She checked the medication she was holding. There was a lot, enough to last for a month.The car ride continued in silence until they arrived. Iris paid the driver. Again, she stepped out first and offered him a hand. Jason took