Alle Kapitel von The Affair Revenge My Bestfriend's Husband Offered Me: Kapitel 121 – Kapitel 130

He let out the breath he had been holding. His shoulders dropped. His hand squeezed hers back."Then stay."He reached for her. His hand found her waist. His other hand cupped the back of her head. He pulled her into his arms. Held her tight against his chest. She could feel his heart pounding. Could feel his breath warm against her hair."Let us stay in the present," he whispered. His voice was thick. "Do not be afraid of a future we cannot predict."He kissed her temple. His lips lingered there. She felt his breath, his warmth, the slight tremor in his hands."Stay with me. That is all I ask. Not forever. Just now."She did not say anything.But she did not pull away.Her hands came up. Her fingers pressed against his back. She pulled him closer. Tighter. Her face pressed into his chest. She could feel his heartbeat. Strong. Unsteady.She closed her eyes.The weekend ended. Monday morning coming cloudy and cold. The room was grey with early light.Nerissa opened her eyes. The ceilin

She said nothing. Her hands were cold. Her stomach turned."I built this company from ashes," he continued. "I made Vance the perfect heir. And you—you are a liability. A scandal. A distraction. You offer nothing but risk."He stepped back."You are the bad influence in his life, Ms. Whitmore. Retreat. Leave him alone."He turned. Walked toward the elevator."No."Her voice was quiet. But it stopped him.He looked back. His eyes narrowed."How dare you," he said. "Do you know what you are doing to him? To his reputation? To the company? Do you know how much our stock dropped after the video?"She knew. She had been transferred because of it."Vance's position is fragile," he continued. "The board is watching. The investors are nervous. And you—you are a liability he cannot afford."She lifted her chin."I will not be his liability, Mr. Blackwood. I will be his supporter. His partner. I will help him build everything from the ground up."His laugh was sharp. Deadly."So this is your ga

Across the ocean, in a different country, Vance sat in a hotel restaurant.The room was elegant. White tablecloths. Crystal glasses. Sunlight streamed through tall windows. His business partner, a man named Aaron, sat across from him, reviewing documents.Vance's phone was on the table. The screen was dark.He picked it up. Checked for messages. None.He set it down.Aaron looked up. "You have been checking that phone since we landed this morning. Are you waiting for something?"Vance said nothing."Your wife?" Aaron smiled. "Are you worried about leaving her alone? The pregnancy must be difficult."Vance's jaw tightened.Wife. Pregnant.He did not correct him. He could not. The lie was too complicated. The truth was impossible.He put the phone in his pocket. "Let us focus on the presentation."Aaron nodded. They returned to the documents.Vance's mind was elsewhere.In the Aerie, Nerissa sat on the bathroom floor.Her back was pressed against the cold tile. Her knees were pulled to

He stepped closer. His hands were shaking. "Was it because of my father? Did he threaten you? I can protect you. I promise. You can resign but please don't leave this place too" "No." Her voice was quiet but firm. "The decision is mine. It has nothing to do with him. And it is impossible to stay now. I have to leave." He stopped. His chest tightened. "He said he transferred money to you. A large amount." His voice cracked. "Please tell me it was not because of that. Tell me you did not take it. You are not a kind of person who lets go of someone just because of money. I trust you. Please tell me no." There is a desperation in his voice, his gaze seem like a broken man. She was silent. She had not checked her phone. She did not know about the transfer. Her hand tightened on the strap of her bag. She hate the fact that William insisted on transfering the money even though she had threw it directly on his face. She wanted to deny. She wanted to check her phone and returned the mone

He started the engine. They drove to her mother's house. Miles away. A hometown near a sea. The house where she grew up. The house she had left years ago after her last marriage, before the affair, before everything. Leo was already there. Samuel had called him. He stood on the porch, his arms crossed, his face tired. She got out of the car. She walked toward him. She stopped a few feet away. "I am pregnant," she said. He did not ask who the father was. He just opened his arms. She stepped into them. He held her. "Let's go inside," he said. "Mother is waiting." That night, she lay in her childhood bed. The ceiling was familiar. The sheets smelled like home. Samuel had left. He had hugged her goodbye and said, "Call me if you need anything." The room was dark. The window faced the garden. The stars were bright. She pressed her hand against her stomach. The baby was there. The heartbeat was strong. On the other side of a far end region. Vance was walking further into a vil