All Chapters of My Unfaithful Lover: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

SIMEON'S POV Ever since Veronica started sending me her nudes pictures, I haven’t been able to stop thinking about her. Memories of our past kept replaying in my mind—the kisses, the hugs, and the deep, sex moments we shared. She had a body that could make any man lose control—her hips, her breasts, everything about her was mesmerizing. She knew how to use her beauty, and I couldn’t deny the temptation her images stirred within me. Just yesterday, when she walked into my office, the slope of her dress distracted me for a moment. For a brief second, I remembered how easy it used to be to push her against a wall or lay her down and take what she so willingly offered. But now? Now things were different. I couldn’t do that anymore. We weren’t together, and honestly, something inside me didn’t want to. As much as my body remembered the pleasures Veronica gave, my mind kept pulling me back. Her attitude was toxic—her beauty didn’t make up for her lack of respect. She was selfish, manipul

DANIEL'S POVIf someone had told me I would lose everything my grandparents had worked tirelessly to build, I would have laughed in their face. Yet, here I am, empty-handed and humiliated. The family empire, Trenton Corp, which once symbolized hard work and legacy, now belongs to Veronica—a woman who had no idea how those properties were built. And to make things worse, my own stupidity handed it to her on a silver platter.I should have never trusted Veronica. My mother made that abundantly clear when she told me, in no uncertain terms, that she didn’t want to see me again until I got our properties back. Those words stung more than I expected. I had no choice. If I wanted to earn her forgiveness and salvage my family's legacy, I needed to get Trenton Corp back from Veronica. Even if it meant lowering myself to beg her.But that wasn’t all. Veronica wasn’t going to make things easy. She laid out her demands in a way only she could—cold, calculated, and impossible to ignore. The only

DANIEL'S POVI waited an entire day before deciding to approach Veronica. What Emma told me kept ringing in my ears, and I needed answers. Did Veronica truly intend to give me back Trenton Corp, or was she just using me? After all, I had done what she wanted—I had separated Emma and Simeon. It was time to collect what she promised me.When I arrived at her house, the security guards didn’t allow me in. They didn’t even give me a chance to speak before stopping me. It wasn’t until I called Veronica that they finally opened the gate. The bitterness I felt as I stood there was unbearable. I couldn’t help but remember when I used to visit this place often. Back then, these same guards would greet me respectfully, not block my way. But it wasn’t their fault; it was mine. I stupidly trusted Veronica. I handed over a multi-billion-dollar company to her without thinking twice.I waited outside for thirty minutes before Veronica finally stepped out of the house. Thirty minutes! She kept me sta

DANIEL'S POVAs I drove away from the abandoned building, my mind was filled with mixed emotions. I had successfully stirred more trouble between Emma and Simeon, but it left a bitter taste in my mouth. The satisfaction I thought I’d feel wasn’t there. Instead, there was an emptiness—a nagging thought that perhaps I had taken things too far.Still, I needed answers. Emma’s words lingered in my mind like an echo. I had to confront Veronica and find out the truth about her intentions. If she really planned to hand over Trenton Corp to Simeon, then everything I had done so far was pointless.When I arrived at Veronica’s house, it was about 9pm. The lights were dim, but I could see the faint glow of her cigarette through the window. After being let in by her securities, I found her lounging on the couch, cigarette in hand, smoke curling lazily around her.“You should be sleeping by now. It’s late,” she said casually, blowing out a puff of smoke.“Yeah, well, I have no house to sleep in si

VERONICA'S POVI was already drifting off to sleep when my phone vibrated on the bedside table. At first, I ignored it, not in the mood to deal with anything that late. But then it rang, pulling me out of my half-asleep state. Groaning, I reached for it and checked the screen. It was Daniel.“Check your messages,” he said the moment I picked up, his tone sharp and cold. Before I could respond, he ended the call.Curious and slightly annoyed, I opened my messages. My breath caught in my throat as I stared at the screen. It was a picture—a horrifying picture. Simeon lying on the floor, blood pooling around him. My heart started racing as fear gripped me. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing.I quickly dialed Daniel’s number, but he didn’t answer. I tried again, and this time, he picked up.“What?” he barked.“What have you done, Daniel?” I demanded, my voice shaking as I scrambled to dress. “Please tell me this isn’t real.”“It is, Veronica,” he replied, his voice devoid of any emotion.