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Chapter 11: "PAST HAUNTS, PRESENT DANGERS"
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My Unfaithful Lover Chapter 31: WE FOUND IT
VINA'S POV We walked into the Norman’s mansion like we owned the place. No— like two lead characters in an action movie heading into enemy territory. Ivy’s steps matched mine. Confident. Focused. We weren’t here for small talk. We were here for a reason.The hallway stretched endlessly, and with each step closer to my room, my heart pounded louder. My fists clenched. I could feel Ivy’s tension beside me. We were almost there when Nina appeared like a shadow in the dark, stepping out from the corner.“You both didn’t say you were coming over,” she said, surprised.We froze. Ivy looked at me. I looked at her. We didn’t answer. Our silence said enough.“Are you both staying overnight?” Nina asked, her tone sweet— too sweet. “Should I tell the maids to prepare your rooms?”Something about her sudden warmth didn’t sit right with me. She was never this kind. Not to me.Ivy smiled— fake and forced. “Would we let you know” ivy replied, her voice calm but sharp.Nina returned the smile, her e
My Unfaithful Lover Chapter 30: THE PAST
VINA'S POVIt’s been four days. Four long, cruel days, and Ivy and I haven’t seen Mom. Not even a glimpse. Ever since the Normans took her from the psychiatric hospital, it’s like she disappeared from the surface of the earth. Vanished without a trace. I tried. I really did. I tried using the few connections I had to fight them, to bring her back, to at least find out where they were keeping her. But nothing worked. No door opened. Not even the police. They killed the case like it was nothing— like her life didn’t matter. Like she was disposable. That was the moment I truly realized how powerful and dangerous the Normans are. That was the moment I saw the extent of their reach. It’s terrifying. How much they can get away with. How much they can cover up.And to think I presently shared that name. Norman. I answered it with pride. God, it disgusts me now. Just the sound of it makes my stomach turn. Marrying Scott was the biggest mistake of my life. The moment I said “I do” to him, I si
My Unfaithful Lover Chapter 29: BE SMART
VINA'S POVThe way Scott gripped the gun, it was so clear— he was ready to end every life in the house. His eyes had no mercy, just pure rage and desperation. My heart raced, pounding like a drum in my chest."I thought we were on the same side?" I asked, staring at the gun pointed right at me. My voice trembled, but I needed answers.Scott didn’t even blink. "Yes, I was… until I realized we can’t win. Working with you won’t bring me anything," he said coldly.I stepped back slowly, shaking my head. “What benefit, Scott? There’s nothing to gain if your father doesn’t get the justice he deserves,” I said. I tried to reach the Scott I once knew— the one who stood for truth for some. But maybe he never existed.He gave a small, bitter smile. “I’ve heard this same story Patrick just told since I was sixteen. I used to wonder why my father kept repeating it... until I asked him.” He looked at me like I was the fool. “His answer made me understand. I had to marry one of you. Vina, being the
My Unfaithful Lover Chapter 28: SCOTT
VINA'S POVI had always believed I knew my father. Nathaniel. A man of class, grace, and quiet strength. But as Patrick began to speak that evening, with a glass of wine in his hand and a strange glint in his eyes, I realized how little I actually knew.“They say, idea without money is nothing,” Patrick started, his voice steady but deep, like he had carried these words for years. “Nathaniel, your father… he was the original idea behind Noir Elixir. He was fashion itself. His mother taught him everything.”I blinked. What?No one had ever told me that before. Not once.Beside me, Ivy tensed, but said nothing. I couldn’t even glance at her. My eyes were glued to Patrick as he spoke. My fingers tightened around the untouched glass in front of me. This wasn’t the kind of story you listened to with a drink. This was the kind of story that needed your full attention."Your father and Richard were best friends," Patrick continued. "After they finished high school, Richard went on to college
My Unfaithful Lover Chapter 27: THE VISIT
VINA'S POVThe drive to Mr. Patrick’s house felt like it would never end. Every mile stretched like elastic, and every turn seemed to pull me further into a fog of anticipation. My fingers clenched the steering wheel tighter than necessary, and my breath came slow and deliberate, as if trying to hold back the weight in my chest. Every minute ticked by slowly, dragging my heart along with it like a stubborn shadow I couldn’t outrun. I had been there once— years ago— when Patrick was very sick. As his boss, it was my duty to check on him. But today’s visit was different. This wasn’t about protocol, courtesy, or even sympathy. This was about truth. And I had come for it.When I finally pulled into the compound, I noticed Ivy and Scott had just arrived too. Their car was parked near the entrance, its engine humming low, cooling from the journey. I stepped out of mine, adjusting the hem of my jacket and bracing myself for what lay ahead. My eyes scanned the quiet surroundings as I reached
My Unfaithful Lover Chapter 26: THIRTY MINUTES TO TRUTH
VINA'S POVAfter what happened last night and what Kira displayed at the mansion that morning, I knew I couldn’t stay there any longer. I needed to breathe. I needed space. The sky was already crying, heavy rain pouring down as if it understood what I felt inside. But even the storm couldn’t stop me.I grabbed my car keys.“Just wait until the rain stops,” Ivy said from behind me, sounding worried.“I need to leave,” I whispered, not even looking back. “And please, start thinking of another lie to confuse everyone that you’re not pregnant.”I didn’t wait for her reply.The rain hit the windshield like tiny bullets as I drove straight to Alfred’s house. I didn’t care how wet or cold I was. My heart was heavier than the clouds above. I just needed to see him.When I entered Alfred’s house, it was quiet. Too quiet. The kind of silence that makes you feel like something is broken. The whole place reeked of alcohol and cigarettes. My chest tightened. That smell— grief, pain, stress— it was
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