Chapter 2: That girl is Erica's enemy

Since when did Max become such a scoundrel? He dared to cheat on Erica behind her back. Erica thought Max was a good man, not a womanizer. But as it turns out, that's not the case, and isn't it true that most men are promiscuous? If only the person out there wasn't Max. But it could also not be true. Erica has the right to hope so, even if only for a moment.

The conversation outside suddenly stopped, creating an uncomfortable silence that made Erica feel tense.

Heavy footsteps approaching her room startled her, and her heart was pounding.

In a panic, Erica frantically searched for a place to hide and impulsively jumped into the large closet in the room. After entering the closet, Erica gently closed the door. The wardrobe is spacious, reflecting Max's tendency to be perfectly organized. The frosted glass door allowed Erica to see outside, but she hoped that no one could see her.

Erica's eyes widened when she saw Kora, her obnoxious cousin, enter the room, followed by Max. She had never thought that the two of them were connected in any way. What is their relationship? There's something terrible that Erica doesn't know yet, but she's about to find out.

"I'll give you anything your heart desires; just say it," Max declared with his charming smile. "So, Kora, what do you want now?"

Kora appeared shy, her cheeks flushed with red.

"Speak up quickly," Max teased.

"You already know, yet you still ask me. How annoying," Kora replied, annoyed.

"I really don't know, honestly." Max pretended to be clueless. "Just tell me, Kora."

"Warm me up." Kora shyly smiled at Max, causing Erica to clench her fist in anger at her cousin's lewd gesture.

Max chuckled, slowly removing his tie and jacket. He then leaned in, and Kora easily wrapped her arms around the man's neck and kissed him. Max wrapped his arms around Kora, pulling their bodies as close as he could.

In the cupboard, Erica covered her mouth in surprise to prevent the sound from escaping.

‘'Kora and Max? How is it possible? Why?' Erica's inner voice screamed violently. The truth in front of her eyes was too cruel.

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Erica watched as Max kissed Kora. She knew she should jump out, burst into anger, and scream because this was wrong, but she was paralyzed. Her whole body was stiff, and she looked like a lifeless corpse.

Where is the sanity when trust is broken? Erica's pride does not allow her to act impulsively, stepping out to receive more bitterness and humiliation.

It hurts so much! It feels like being in heaven and then suddenly being kicked down to the depths of hell. Sometimes it's even worse than that. Truly, Erica doesn't know how to accurately express her feelings now.

Erica's chest tightened with pain as she watched the two of them embrace. Erica's boyfriend enthusiastically helped Erica's cousin take off the dress. Kora looks very sexy in red lace lingerie.

Look at Kora; with her pretty looks, Kora doesn't lack suitors. So why did she go back and forth with Erica's boyfriend? It's hard to understand now that Erica doesn't have the mood to speculate on the reason.

Erica could only hug her trembling body. A feeling of doubt crept through her mind, and Erica wondered:

"Am I not good enough? Where am I inferior to Kora?"

Erica believed that by giving Max more space and time, he would see how much she loved him, and she hoped that Max would reward her with his sincere love. However, it was unforeseeable what could happen. It turned out that Erica had been mistaken all along. While Erica's noble act was commendable, Max saw it as an excuse to create this betrayal.

Erica pursed her lips and closed her eyes, trying to get what she was witnessing out of her head: 'This is not happening. This is not the truth.'

However, the current situation is going against Erica's whispered words. Max is in a hurry to take off his clothes. Meanwhile, Kora is lying on the bed, waiting for her lover to arrive. The desire in Max's eyes is unmistakable as he creeps over the girl's body. The two continue to work, with an unhesitant attraction and experience. They are clearly very comfortable touching each other.

'This is not the first time.' Erica is horrified by the discovery: 'They've done this before, many times.'

Finally, when they paused, Erica licked her lips and unconsciously smiled. However, the image of the two of them continued to entangle each other, making Erica feel like she was about to explode and couldn't keep watching.

'Why, Max?' She snorted softly: 'Why cheat on me with her? I love you sincerely, with all my soul, but why?' The complaints that could only be whispered echoed in Erica's mind but could not be put into words. Because now the pain had silenced Erica.

Erica's inner turmoil is tearing her apart. She is afraid that now there is no way to get out of her hiding place. What would that accomplish other than inviting pitying glances? Even if she stormed out, running away, there was no guarantee that Max would chase her and hold her, begging for forgiveness. Worse, the two of them might end up having sex again, regardless of Erica's hurt, desperate feelings. Most of all, at this point, Erica could see that she didn't have enough courage, and that fact had completely paralyzed her spirit. She needs strong motivation to push her to do the right thing.

Erica wanted to tell this to someone; she knew she needed to release the heavy emotional shock. But surely no one will believe her. They even told her to be paranoid, as if she herself couldn't believe the reality before her eyes. Erica has very few friends and relationships. The person whom Erica fully trusted after a series of days of suffering and loss was Max. However, Erica chose the wrong person. Oh my God, who would mourn and comfort Erica at a time like this?

Once again, Erica tried to close her eyes at the sight. The characteristic sounds of sex constantly assault her ears. Both of them groaned loudly, causing Erica to grind her teeth to endure.