Infidelity: His Regret, My Revenge – A Twisted Love Story You Can't Ignore

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"Really?" I looked like I was about to cry or laugh "But people say that evil people live long" Evan glanced at me."Do you believe them, or me?" "You." I had to choose him. And he did have a persuasive way of speaking.

He slowed the car, looking at me, a smile playing on his lips. His voice was soft."That's my girl Those words seemed to have magical power. My chest felt warm; I felt like a devour follower. Trusting my own boss wouldn't hurt, right? I looked outside, realizing we were going to the company."Um, you may dropoff on the side; I'll walk in "What? Are you ashamed to be seen with me?" "It hurts, Olivia." "...I'm sorry. Don't say it, please!" I conceded defeat. The car didn't stop by the roadside; it went straight to the company parking garage.

I kept a lookout. Besides worrying about rumors, I felt slightly guilty. Thinking no one had seen us, I confidently got out of the passenger seat. Someone got out of a car two parking spaces away. We both turned at the stime, our eyes meeting.

"Hello, Mr. Wayne." My smile felt strained.

Leon Wayne was about to respond when he saw someone got out of the driver's seat; his expression becshocked. 1 saw him look at me, then Evan, with an expression of grief, as if a siren was destroying Jones Group.

Within hours, the rumors of Evan drivingto work, my successful seduction, and his excessive pampering would spread throughout the company.

I sighed deeply. In the elevator, Mr. Wayne cheerfully asked, "Ms. Frost, you and Mr. Jones live in the sdirection?" "We live..." Before I could finish, Evan said flatly, "Do we need to tell you if we live together?" Mr. Wayne's eyes nearly popped out: They already live together!! I was also shocked: Why is Evan spreading rumors himself? I quickly explained, "Mr. Wayne, don't misunderstand; we live in the sneighborhood, not together." Mr. Wayne responded superficially, "Ah, ah, I see." Leon's inner thoughts: Save it. Mr. Jones already said that. Even if you don't live together, you sleep together! You siren! A true scheming enchantress! "1 I tried to explain further, then saw him texting. I boldly peeked and saw the nof Evan's father. No way!! He was reporting to Evan's father! 99.4% < Chapter178 $9486 "Mr. Wayne!" I called out angrily, He was startled, quickly putting away his phone. Reaching his floor, he exited. I tried to follow, feeling the need to clarify this, or things would get increasingly ridiculous.

Before I could take a step, Evan pulledback, "Where are you going? We haven't reached our floor yet," The elevator doors closed.

"He was texting your father!" "Do you think this is the first time?" И "But this tis special; he has concrete evidence." P 348 That is all your fault! Exiting the elevator, I felt aged. Evan comforted me, "Don't worry; if it gets out of hand, and you can't handle it, I will." I didn't ask him how he would handle it. It felt... like a trap.

Back in my office, I rubbed my temples. Since Evan's father had already heard the rumors and hadn't called me, he probably didn't believe them.

In the afternoon, instead of a call from Evan's father, I received a call from the his mother. Her voice was gentle and pleasant; she was clearly cultured. After the pleasantries, she stated her purpose.

"Ms. Frost, does Evan have any plans tonight?" I checked my schedule. "No, Mrs. Jones." Vivian said, "Then add one. Tell him about the blind date I've arranged. I'll text you the tand place; remind him." "Yes." Apparently, it was a reminder to me. It was coming; the Jones were taking the rumors seriously.

Hanging up, I went to Evan's office. No one answered; I remembered he was usually napping at this time, and returned to my office.

When the twas right, I called Zach to see if Evan was awake.

He said, “Crap. I'm not at the office. You have to wake him yourself." What?! Don't scare me, Zach!! Zach seemed to sense my panic."...Be careful."

We were silent for a moment. I went to Evan's office with a heave heart.

This was my second twaking him up from a nap since Singapore; the last twas... complicated. But considering it was Zach's daily routine, I calmed down. I'd overca terrifying night; it wasn't a big deal!

When I opened the door to Evan's rest room and was about to call him, I found he was wearing earplugs! N Was he preventing us from disturbing him...?

Besides feeling sympathy for Zach, I bent down to remove Evan's earplugs. Getting closer to his ears, I carefully Remembering the last time, I kept a distance from his face. Then, I said loudly, "Mr. Jones, please wake up!" 13:31 99.4% * ChapteYN Fis movement. The sleeping beauty remained asleep. But my voice... even the neighbors could hear it. My boss remained sleep Could somsons sleep this soundly? I called again, lonrefly, but he seemed unconscious! I suspected he wasn't asleep; he just didn't want to work! I looked around the room, seeing a pair of cuffs on the bedside table. Should I prick him? Heh, would I be fired? mmMwWLlilofiflo&1 mmMwWLlilofiflo&1 mmMwWLliI0fiflO&1 mmMwWLlilofiflo&1 mmMwWLliIofiflo&1 mmMwWLlilofiflo&1