Alle Kapitel von Moving On from a Cheater: Kapitel 161 – Kapitel 170

Boom! Boom! Boom!!!Fireworks erupted into the sky with a deafening roar, filling the air with the sound of celebrations. Since the fireworks were set off during the day, their impact was more about sound than sight.The bride walked in, performed the wedding ceremony, distributed candy, and completed the necessary rituals before the wedding banquet commenced. The lively celebration continued until after three in the afternoon. Many guests started to leave after their meals. Only close relatives remained, invited by Kendra to enjoy a final dinner.Though reluctant, Cassie stayed behind. The large table was crowded with uncles, aunts, cousins, nieces, and the newlyweds, along with Iris' family."It's rare for our entire family to gather like this. It’s a pity Soren isn’t here," Kendra remarked. Soren, the youngest son of Iris' maternal uncle, was away studying at a university. He had two older sisters, one older than Iris and the other younger. The eldest sister was married with

Lester stared at Iris in disbelief. Iris looked up, and her eyes met Stanley's furious gaze. He was staring at her like a predator staring at a prey, ready to pounce at any moment.Iris looked behind him and spotted Henry there too. Were they here for dinner?It wasn't unusual to see the three of them together, so Iris wasn’t surprised.Lester stole a peek at Stanley.Stanley's face was tense, clearly on the verge of exploding!Iris withdrew her gaze from them. She remained calm and composed, as if she didn't notice anything.With a smile at Lester and Henry, she said, "I have to go. Bye."No one replied.Henry and Lester could both feel the chill emanating from Stanley.After a moment, Henry finally said, "Okay, see you around."Jason moved a little closer to Iris, his sharp eyes casually glancing past Stanley. This provoked Stanley; his hands clenched into fists, veins standing out on the back of his hands."Um, did you drive here?" Lester asked Iris, attempting to eas

Moreover, because Iris had braked so suddenly, the car behind her rear-ended her instead. The impact pushed her car forward a few meters. A male driver emerged from the car behind her, approaching her while grumbling angrily. When he saw that she was a woman, his anger subsided a little.Male drivers have always discriminated against female drivers, believing in the common stereotype that women are bad drivers because they have slow reactions."Can't you drive properly?" he questioned, his tone not particularly harsh.Iris quickly exited her car to apologize. "I'm sorry, I'm really sorry." She acknowledged her fault; stopping abruptly like that was indeed dangerous.The male driver inspected the damage. His car's front bumper and hood were dented, while Iris' car had a slight dent in the rear and some scraped paint."Let's claim insurance," she suggested.He nodded, taking photos and making a phone call. Iris sighed, running a hand through her hair. She felt guilty for her ca

Iris was speechless.How could someone just approach and ask for her age like that? A woman's age was supposed to be her biggest secret. But she had to admit that at 21, Brad was really young.With a hint of humor, she replied, "I'm a lot older than you.""Well then, please take care of me," Brad said casually. He continued, "I'm the youngest intern in the law firm. When I came here, my older sister told me to get along well with everyone. Can you tell me more about the firm?"Brad's friendliness made it hard for Iris to refuse.Because it was lunch break, they settled in the lounge area outside the pantry, sipping coffee and talking about various aspects of the law firm.Despite being a recent graduate, Brad was talkative, cheerful, and articulate, and he was also a fellow intern, so Iris found it easy to engage with him."You went to the National University of Law too?! Should I address you as my senior?" he joked.Iris smiled. "You can call me whatever you feel comfortable

The female owner had excellent taste, as reflected in the pastry shop's exquisite packaging. Iris stood in front of the counter. When she spotted the chestnut cake she hadn't had in ages, she felt a wave of nostalgia wash over her. The cake looked really tempting."What would you like?" the male owner asked as he approached her.Iris smiled and said, "Some chestnut cake, please.""Oh, aren't you...?" The male owner recognized her but struggled to recall her name."Iris," she reminded him with a friendly smile."Yes, yes, yes! You used to come here very often. I haven't seen you much since you graduated," he said warmly. "What brings you here today?""Well, I was craving the taste of your chestnut cake," she said, her smile widening.The male owner then introduced her to a few new pastries, "These two are newly developed flavors; they taste really good. Would you like to try them?""Sure," she replied. He offered her a taste, and she found them delicious.She decided to buy a