All Chapters of No Mercy for the Unfaithful: Chapter 11 - Chapter 19

Chris handed me a stack of photos. “Miss Moore, this guy catches a whiff of temptation and forgets he’s a taken man. Honestly, you still want someone like him?” I flipped through the photos nonchalantly, leaning against the armrest of the sofa with one hand propping up my chin. Smirking, I glanced at him. “Sounds like you’ve got some strong opinions about him?” Chris adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses with a feigned air of indifference before replying calmly, “Not at all. I’m just raising an objective, unbiased concern.” Watching him deliver this nonsense with such a serious expression, I couldn’t hold back a laugh. When I first hired him four years ago, I knew he had talent. Who knew he had such a witty personality under the surface all this time?

“What are you talking about?” Joe said, reaching over to wipe my tears. Through the watery blur, I caught a glimpse of something unsettling in his eyes—an unhealthy obsession, a madness barely concealed. My hands clenched tightly behind me. How disgusting! Was he trying to replace my mother with me in his twisted mind? I quickly turned my head, taking a step back. “James loves Mia more than he loves me. If I marry him, how can I guarantee my children would have a father’s undivided love?” Joe’s gaze lingered on my pale neck without shame, his voice unnervingly gentle as he said, “Then tell me, Amy, what will it take for you to agree to marry James?” “I don’t want to marry James! I don’t love him anymore!” “That’s not it.” His tone grew even softer. “Have you forgotten how deeply you love him, Amy? You’re just upset right now. You love him, so you must marry him!” Tears streamed down my face. “I won’t do it! Marrying him will only end in divorce. That’s wor

A month and a half passed in the blink of an eye. On the day of the wedding, the whole city’s eyes were on the union of the Moores and Jonases. The grand ceremony was like a dream brought to life. Jewels were glinting under the light, and champagne flowed like rivers. “Joe, congratulations! This marriage is a power move, no doubt!” Various influential guests approached Joe to offer their well-wishes. As for my parents? Well, their island-hopping trip had left them conveniently stranded on some remote beach. They couldn’t have made it back even if they tried. The ceremony progressed smoothly. The priest guided James and me through our vows. We were just about to exchange rings when— “Stop! I object!” The shout came from a heavily pregnant woman bursting through the doors, clutching a megaphone and shouting at the top of her lungs. Her dramatic entrance froze the entire venue. “Who… who is she?” whispered a curious guest. “I think she’s that woman who was

Mia’s child had just turned one month old. By then, my battle with Joe had reached its peak. In the middle of the chaos, I found time to finalize my divorce with James. Then, I filed an official report accusing Joe of embezzling company funds and using the corporation to cover up illegal overseas transactions. Joe was arrested. As for Mia, she finally got what she wanted—marrying James. Their child had already started preschool by the time news of their struggles spread. The two lived a miserable life. Neither worked, as Mia claimed she was too busy taking care of their child, and James said he was too ashamed to face the outside world. Every day, they argued over trivial matters.

My name is James Jonas. Thanks to my strikingly good looks, I was voted the campus heartthrob of our department. However, for some inexplicable reason, no girls ever wanted to approach me. It frustrated me to no end. How could a guy as handsome as me, the epitome of charm, fail to attract any admirers? Eventually, I resigned myself to hanging out with my buddies all the time. I convinced myself that my brilliance intimidated girls into thinking they weren't good enough. That was until I saw her. A girl from a neighboring department, with a bright smile and an even brighter personality. In that instant, I understood everything. If girls wouldn’t come to me, I’d just have to chase one down myself. My circle of friends, including my best friend Mia, fully supported my decision. In fact, Mia was the one who gave me the best advice. However, after I started dating Amy, Mia began acting strange, always looking at me like she wanted to say something but never did