All Chapters of Moving On from a Cheater: Chapter 151 - Chapter 160

Iris nodded in agreement.Jason led the way, and she followed. She walked awkwardly and slowly. Noticing her pace, Jason deliberately slowed down to match her.Iris said, embarrassed, "Mr. Just, um, why don't you go ahead?"Jason glanced around. There were no shuttle vehicles like golf carts that they could ride; the equestrian center was huge, and it would take some time to reach the exit."Sorry, I should have been more mindful. It's your first time riding, so of course there are many things you're not used to." He pursed his lips and said, "I can carry you on my back if you want."Feeling embarrassed, Iris quickly waved her hands in refusal. "No, it's okay. I can walk."She coughed lightly, adding, "It's actually not that bad. I have no problem walking."Jason lowered his gaze, briefly assessing her legs. "Are you sure?"Iris nodded repeatedly. "I'm sure."She would rather endure a bit of discomfort than let Jason carry her. It felt too intimate, an action usually reserve

Yvonne hated Stanley and had her reservations about his character, but she acknowledged that he had indeed helped Iris deal with Ted. At the very least, after Iris was assaulted, he had avenged her. "At least he's still a man. I'm telling you this in case you want to thank him in person. You don’t owe him anything beyond that," she advised Iris.Yvonne had no interest in helping them reconcile. While she fooled around a lot, she could do so because she was single. She had strong views on fidelity. Marriage, to her, was about responsibility – toward oneself, one's partner, one's family, and, if children were involved, them as well. Infidelity would undermine all of that. If you cheat on your partner after marriage, what's the point of getting married? You might as well remain single. No one would get hurt then.Iris understood. She asked with a smile, "Since when did you and Henry become so close?"Yvonne paused for a moment before flipping her hair playfully. "It can't be help

Stanley's hands clenched into tight fists, the emptiness and longing tearing at him. He felt as if he were losing his mind. "Iris... Iris..." He repeated her name over and over, the emotions shifting from longing to resentment. Didn’t she once love him deeply? Why had she left him so heartlessly? How could she be so heartless?Even when she saw his arm in a cast, she showed no concern. She maintained her cold demeanor in front of everyone, a stark contrast to how she used to be. In the past, she would have been heartbroken if she saw him hurt.Frustrated, he abruptly got up and made his way to the liquor cabinet to grab a bottle of liquor. He only had one working arm, so he used his teeth to pop the cap off the bottle, spat it onto the floor and drank straight from the bottle.The alcohol burned his throat like fire. As he gulped too quickly, he choked. He coughed violently until his eyes watered."Iris..." he murmured, making his way unsteadily to the couch. He fished his ph

Fiora's face heated up, a subtle blush blooming like peach blossoms, charming and captivating in its innocence. Standing before the man she admired, she couldn't help having dirty thoughts.Swallowing hard, she reached out to touch his chest...Stanley stepped back, looking at Fiora in surprise. Fiora's hand hung awkwardly in mid-air, embarrassment washing over her as her cheeks turned an even deeper shade of red."Sorry..." she stammered, retracting her hand.Stanley looked down and saw her flushed cheeks. His heart softened when he thought of how she had stayed up all night by his side, then got busy in the kitchen early in the morning, making breakfast for him. Here was a wealthy young lady who could have easily been pampered at home, yet she chose to roll up her sleeves and care for him. In contrast, Iris was cold and indifferent, hanging up on his calls and treating him heartlessly!Fiora was a woman who was sincerely good to him. He felt deeply moved."There's nothing to

Cassie pushed open the car door and stepped out with her head held high, exuding confidence that suggested she was ready to confront anyone.Iris followed her out, and Dennis remarked, "I hope your mother can tone it down a bit."Iris smiled knowingly. "You've been with her for half your life; don’t you understand her temperament yet?""Your mother's not a bad person, but...""There you are!" Before he could finish, Mrs. Linderhof, who lived next door to Iris' aunt, greeted them with a bright smile. "Long time no see!" Dennis greeted her."Is this your daughter? She’s getting more and more beautiful! She looks like a celebrity!"Dennis returned her smile, while Iris offered a polite one in response."Let’s go in," she suggested."Sure," Dennis agreed and gestured for his family to follow.Inside, the venue was bustling with people, adorned with festive lights and decorations. A stage had been set up at the entrance due to the limited space. A band was playing lively music.