All Chapters of The Reflection of Betrayal: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Ignoring Allen’s rejection, I quickly changed my clothes, got in my car, and sped straight to the gym.I parked a little distance away, and got out of the car. I found that one of the training rooms was still lit.In the lobby, I found the class attendance sheet for the day. The woman with Allen was named Vivian Olsen.As soon as I reached the second floor, I heard Vivian’s heavy breathing mixed with Allen’s husky voice, which was thick with excitement.I took out my phone, aimed it through the crack of the door, and hit record.On the Smith machine, a blonde woman was lying on the bench. She wore only a sports tank top and yoga pants. Each time she lifted the barbell, her ample curves strained against the fabric.Allen stood in front of her, holding the barbell to assist her. As she lowered the weight, he bent slightly, his lower part nearly brushing against her face.With a gasp, Vivian whined, "Coach, I don’t have any strength left. Help me rerack the bar."Allen stared dire

The message that popped up was a photo from Vivian. In the picture, there was a red handprint on her backside."It’s all your fault! Look at this huge mark you left on me."I scrolled up, checking more of their chat history. Aside from their daily flirting and dates, the entire conversation was filled with insults about me."Mia is so plain. How do you even bring yourself to kiss her?""I know, right? Her underwear looks like something my grandma would wear. I don’t even feel like taking it off. I have to picture you in my head just to get through it with her."But she’s obedient. As long as I sweet-talk her a little, she’s willing to buy me anything I want."Of course, I’d never actually marry her, baby. I’d rather die than marry her. I’m just going along with the engagement ceremony to keep her happy. Before the wedding, I’ll make sure to get my hands on the inheritance her grandfather left her. Then, we’ll leave the country and live the good life together."My hands trembled.

After work the next day, I headed straight to the restaurant.As soon as I stepped inside, Allen’s mother, Mrs. Cooper, hugged me warmly. Around her neck was the pearl necklace Allen had taken from me last year and given to her. That necklace was originally my mother’s, something I had always treasured. I only wore it on special occasions.The first time I met Mrs. Cooper last year, she had stared at the necklace and lamented that she was just a farmer’s wife who had never worn any jewelry in her life.The next day, while I was in the shower, Allen secretly took the necklace and gave it to her.When I couldn’t find it later, he finally admitted what he had done. He knew how important that necklace was to me, but he was certain that I loved him too much to blame him.Back then, I truly did love him. I comforted myself, thinking that once we were married, his mother would be my mother too. In that case, it would be fine for her to wear the necklace.Later, I found out that as soon

Natasha was a legend in her own right. Her family was well-known in Apralis, and Wesley’s success was largely thanks to her support.Wesley feared nothing except his wife, Natasha. Or rather, the power behind her.The moment Natasha spoke, Wesley stiffened like a soldier standing at attention and immediately shoved Vivian away.Caught off guard, Vivian tumbled backward, landing flat on her back with her legs in the air.Natasha shot Wesley a glare. Though she needed to save face for him in public, her anger had to be directed somewhere, and Vivian was the perfect target."So, you’re the little vixen who called me an old hag?"Without waiting for a response, Natasha slapped Vivian hard across the face, making her scream.By now, curious hotel guests had started peeking out of their rooms to watch the drama unfold.Blending into the crowd, I pulled out my phone and started recording, even egging things on by shouting,"Wife vs. Mistress—now that’s a show!"Meanwhile, Allen was

When I got home, I immediately changed the passcode on the door lock and packed all of Allen’s belongings, placing them neatly on the lawn with a sign that read "Free to Take."Everything he owned had been bought by me over the years. So, I had every right to give them away to whomever I pleased. If no one wanted them, I would simply throw them out. After all, trash belongs in the garbage can.During this time, Allen and his parents called me countless times, but I ignored every single call. Eventually, I blocked them altogether.They then showed up at my house, only to find they couldn’t get in because I had changed the passcode.Every time they knocked on the door, I called the police and reported them for trespassing. The officers escorted them away.After the third time, the police warned them that if they harassed me again, they would be detained. From then on, they didn’t dare to come back.I compiled a list of everything I had ever bought for Allen and his parents—things I