All Chapters of Moving On from a Cheater: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

He found it really childish. He couldn’t recall ever fastening a seatbelt for Iris; she had never asked him to do it for her either. Iris had a gentle and innocent face that invited fantasy, but she was actually very bold.He shook his head, frustrated that he kept thinking of her."Let's go to the Pedestrian Walk," Fiora suggested. She had planned the outing after doing research online. Besides shops, the Pedestrian Walk was also lined with maple trees. Even in winter, with the leaves fallen, the snow adorning the branches lent a unique charm to the scenery.Stanley merely grunted in agreement. When they arrived at the destination, Fiora exited the car first while he searched for a parking spot. Just then, his phone rang.He answered via Bluetooth, and his mother's voice came through. "How are you getting along with the Just girl? Remember, she's raised in luxury, unlike Iris, so don’t you go treating her like..."Before she could finish, Stanley hung up. He parked the car an

She feared her daughter would get upset if she saw Stanley with the woman.Dennis' Adam's apple bobbed emotionally as he muttered, "I feel like beating him up."Cassie was worried that her husband might actually try to hit Stanley. He might have been strong enough when he was younger, but he's old now. He could get beaten up instead.Iris soon emerged from the coffee shop. Cassie quickly walked up to her and tried to drag her away. "Let's go to the restaurant. I'm so hungry."Iris agreed, but when she noticed her father's red eyes, she asked with a frown, "Did you give Dad a hard time again while I was gone?""No, why would I do that?" Cassie retorted, her voice rising defensively. She had taken Iris' words to heart and had become much gentler with her husband. Without her mother-in-law's nagging, she found it easier to stay calm and was less irritable than before.But seeing Dennis' eyes that were still red, Cassie instantly became deflated. "I couldn't control my temper. I won'

Stanley's stomach had not been feeling that well for the past few days, and the spicy food only exacerbated his discomfort. He furrowed his brow without saying anything, giving his silent consent to leave. They settled the bill and exited the restaurant. The cold weather kept the streets relatively empty, with only a few pairs of pedestrians braving the chill while sticking close to each other for warmth."It's so cold," Fiora shivered, glancing up at Stanley, hoping he would wrap her in an embrace. However, he walked straight to the car as if he didn't hear her, leaving her pouting in disappointment. Once inside the car, she asked, "Can I go to your place, Stanley?""Sure," he replied casually. Fiora's disappointment faded, replaced by a bright smile as they drove to his home.Upon entering, Fiora noticed a maid preparing tortellini. Curiosity piqued, she approached and asked, "Why are you making so much tortellini?"The maid explained, "Mr. Stein wants it for breakfast, but

"How would I know?" Lester settled onto the couch, intrigued. "If both Stanley and Ted find out that Iris is dancing at a bar, who do you think will show up first?""Haha..." Henry laughed. "You're so bad.""Hey, it's all in good fun." Lester raised an eyebrow at Henry. "Let's make a bet. Whoever guesses right wins. The loser pays for all the expenses tonight – what do you say?"Henry swung his hand confidently. "Deal. I'm not afraid of you. I bet... Ted will come first."After all, Ted had confessed his feelings for Iris in front of them not too long ago. With Iris and Stanley now divorced, it seemed the perfect opportunity for him to make a move. If he knew Iris was at the bar alone, he would certainly rush over.Lester shrugged. "Then I'll go with Stanley."Henry whipped out his phone and sent a message, tagging everyone in their small group chat, which consisted of just the four of them. The message was: [I just saw Iris at XX bar].Lester checked his phone, eager to see who

So, he went to the entrance. He watched Iris getting into a car with Ted. Pulling out his phone, he snapped a quick picture and sent it to Stanley with the message: [Ted's putting in a lot of work. He might actually end up with her.]Stanley, who was still awake, grabbed his phone at the sound of the notification and saw the image of Iris climbing into Ted's car. He sat up in bed, staring intently at the picture. He pulled up Lester's contact but hesitated to call, his pride holding him back. Words eluded him, and annoyance bubbled up – was Iris really accepting Ted's pursuit?He soon dismissed his concerns . Ted was not Iris' type. After he managed to convince himself, he lay back down and drifted into sleep.Meanwhile, Lester waited for Stanley's reply, but none came. He glanced at his phone screen, shaking his head. "I hope you won't regret being so stubborn tonight."He bore witness to Iris and Stanley's seven-year relationship. He knew that Stanley loved Iris just as much