All Chapters of My Unfaithful Lover: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

SIMEON'S POV I always thought Daniel believed I had forgotten how he once sent an assassin after me. But he was wrong. I hadn’t forgotten, not for a second. I had only chosen not to act on it— at least, not yet. My decision to hold back was for three specific reasons. The first reason was Emma. She meant a great deal to me, and I couldn’t bear the thought of dragging her into unnecessary chaos or putting her in harm’s way. Emma was the kind of person who deserved peace, not the drama and danger that came with my life. The second reason was my reputation. I couldn’t afford another scandal, especially one that could destroy my already fragile public image. A single misstep could ruin me, and I wasn’t ready to let that happen. The third reason? Timing. I was waiting for the perfect opportunity to strike back at Daniel— when it would hurt him the most. But then things got more complicated. Emma found both Daniel and me at Judith’s house. Her expression was a mix of shock, anger, and con

EMMA'S POVI opened my eyes suddenly, feeling completely disoriented. For a moment, I couldn’t remember where I was or how I had gotten there. The ceiling above me was unfamiliar, and the bed I was lying on felt different from my own. The sterile smell of antiseptics filled the air, making my head spin slightly. Blinking a few times to clear my vision, I looked around more carefully. It didn’t take long for me to realize that I was in a hospital room. The realization hit me like a wave, bringing a new sense of confusion and unease.Why was I here? What had happened to me? My mind raced, desperately searching for answers, but I came up blank. The room was eerily quiet, and there was no one around to explain anything.I tried to sit up, but the sharp sting of a needle in my hand made me wince in pain. Glancing down, I saw an IV line inserted into the back of my hand. The sight of it made me uneasy. I carefully pulled it out, wincing slightly as the movement caused a small sting. I place

JUDITH'S POVThe day I told Veronica about Emma's birthday started like any other ordinary day. The sun was shining brightly, birds were chirping outside my window, and I went about my usual routine without a clue about the chaos that would unfold. It was just another morning, or so I thought. Little did I know, this seemingly mundane day would spiral into something far more sinister than I could have ever imagined.When I casually mentioned Emma’s birthday to Veronica, her reaction was startling. Her eyes lit up with an excitement that seemed almost childlike, but I knew better than to trust that smile. It was the kind of smile that hinted at trouble, the kind of trouble that made your stomach twist into knots.“You’re going to help me poison her,” Veronica declared suddenly, without hesitation, as if she were asking me to pick up groceries.The words hit me like a brick. My heart stopped for a moment, and I stared at her, unable to believe what I had just heard. “Never. I can’t do t

EMMA'S POV I sat in the dimly lit room, trying not to make eye contact with Marcus, the man polishing his gun like it was a prized possession. The shine on that gun was almost blinding, but the way he handled it made me want to melt into the chair and disappear. I couldn’t help but wonder if this was how chickens felt right before they ended up as dinner. “It’s been an hour and thirty minutes, and Simeon still isn’t here,” I said, trying to sound brave, but my voice cracked like a cheap mirror. Marcus didn’t even glance at me. He just kept wiping that gun, as if a single speck of dust would offend it. “Just let me go,” I blurted. “Sort out whatever problem you have with him without involving me!” Marcus finally looked up and laughed— a deep, chilling sound that sent shivers down my spine. “You don’t understand the kind of danger you’re in, do you?” he said, his voice dripping with menace. “Danger? Look, I don’t even know what’s going on! Simeon dragged me into this mess. I’m

ROSE'S POVYou know, life at the casino wasn’t exactly glamorous. People often imagine casinos as glittering places filled with excitement, luxury, and endless fun. But let me tell you the truth— it’s not like that when you’re working there. Shuffling cards, dealing with drunk gamblers, and pretending to care about their endless sob stories wasn’t exactly my idea of a dream job. It was exhausting, repetitive, and, most of all, draining. But then came Simeon. Oh, Simeon.The first time I saw him, I was mid- shuffle at my usual table. My hands were busy dealing cards for the next round when I noticed him standing at the entrance. He wasn’t like the other gamblers who stumbled in, loud and already half- drunk. No, he stood there quietly with his friend, Marcus, looking around as if he didn’t quite belong. Then his eyes locked on mine. It wasn’t a casual glance— no, it was the kind of look that made me feel like I was the jackpot he had been searching for. My hands froze for a moment, and