Chapter 3 A Kiss for Everyone to See

Gwen fell silent for a moment before raising her voice. "What's it to you? He's not your child. Who are you to question me?"

Of course, she wouldn't answer. Or rather, I knew she didn't dare.

When she'd gotten pregnant, she'd been so afraid I'd find out that she'd made up an excuse about being sent away by the company for training. I remembered it clearly because I'd postponed our wedding by an entire year because of that.

She was so good at keeping her condition hidden that I never found the slightest sign that she'd given birth even after we got married.

I probably would have remained in the dark forever if I hadn't accidentally discovered those prenatal checkup reports while helping her put away her clothes.

That thought brought a cold smile to my lips as I stubbed out my cigarette. "You're right. I'm in no place to question you," I said. "I was only worried that, to keep me from finding out, you might've secretly abandoned the child. After all, that's still a life. If you'd really thrown—"

"Lucien, that's enough out of you!" Gwen's face flushed crimson, fury blazing in her eyes. "Did you drag all this up at our class reunion just to humiliate me? If you're so determined to tear everything apart, then let's make this even bigger.

"Truth is boring. Let's play Dare instead. You in?"

I crossed my legs, rested my chin on one hand, and looked at her with faintly amused interest. "No problem. I'll play along with whatever you want to do today."

And so, she swiftly motioned for the class representative to draw the next challenge. The class representative couldn't refuse, not with Gwen being so insistent. So, she reluctantly reached into the box.

A moment later, a slip of paper was unfolded on the table—"Kiss the person you love most with a French kiss for three minutes."

Gwen let out a soft chuckle. Then, she settled herself onto Nikolas' lap and wrapped her arms around his neck as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

"I can't believe it, Lucien. You knew I'd cheated on you, yet you still stayed by my side for all these years. If you enjoy being a cuckold that much, how about I give you a live performance?"

Before she could do anything else, the class representative leaped to her feet and barked sternly, "Gwen, that's enough. This is still a class reunion. At least leave Luc some dignity."

The others quickly chimed in, trying to stop her.

"Yeah, the class rep's right. Lucien may have gone too far, but you can't do something like this right in front of him. That's just humiliating."

"Gwen, listen to us. Don't burn your bridges. You and Lucien are husband and wife. You still have a life together after this, don't you?"

Unfortunately, Gwen ignored their every word. "Don't burn my bridges?" she snapped. "Get your facts straight. Lucien cheated on me, too. He even has a seven-year-old son. Neither of us is innocent. Yet, you expect me to keep living with him? Please."

Then, she pressed her lips against Nikolas'.

The two of them kissed passionately beside me, completely wrapped up in each other. Even so, their eyes never left me. They were still waiting for me to lose control.

Sadly for them, I remained seated exactly where I was. I didn't even bother looking up.

I knew Gwen far too well. She'd always been the kind of person who would never let a grudge go. I'd exposed her affair in front of all our classmates and stripped away the pristine image she'd worked so hard to maintain. She wasn't going to let that slide, not without a fuss.

Besides, I was nothing more than a cheating husband in her eyes. I knew that she thought that she had nothing to fear since neither of us had clean hands.

The two of them finally pulled apart with obvious reluctance after three minutes of locking lips.

Gwen gently wiped the lipstick from the corner of Nikolas' mouth before turning to me with an openly provocative smile. "Well? Did that finally get to you? You can always leave if you can't handle it. It's just that everything we own will belong to me."

I simply smiled and gestured for the game to continue.

After a few seconds of hesitation, the class representative reached into the box once more.

"The first person of the opposite sex sitting beside you chooses your dare."

The first woman sitting beside me… was Gwen.

She flashed me a sly smile before announcing my challenge. "Bring your son here. I want to see the child you've been raising outside our marriage."