All Chapters of The Affair Revenge My Bestfriend's Husband Offered Me: Chapter 151 - Chapter 160

The restaurant was warm, lit by lanterns, the smell of grilled fish and salt filling the air. A long wooden table stood by the window. The hostess led them to it. "Please, sit wherever you like." Daniel immediately took charge, pulling out a chair at the far end of one side. "Mr. Blackwood, you sit here." Vance did not move. He was studying the table. The arrangement was simple: two long sides facing each other. One side would have a view of the street. The other would face the wall. Leo sat down on the side facing the window. Sam sat next to him. Maya climbed onto the chair beside Sam. Nerissa sat next to Maya, on her other side. Four people on one side. Four empty chairs on the other.

Morning light filtered through the thin curtains, pale and grey. Vance was already awake. He had not slept. He sat at the desk, his laptop open to the Reef & Reclaim file, though he had not read a single word in the past hour. The coffee beside him was cold. The bathroom door opened. Daniel emerged, toweling his hair, already dressed. "You're up early," Daniel said. "Or did you even sleep?" Vance did not answer. Daniel shrugged and sat on the edge of his bed. He picked up his tablet and began scrolling. "I have the information you asked for. About Sam Hart." Vance's fingers paused on the keyboard. He did not look up. "Go on." Daniel read from his notes. "Samuel Hart. Thirty-three. Graduated from the same university as Leo Whitmore. They've been friends since college. He moved to the coast about seven years ago, started the reef restoration

The shipping container office was quiet. Nerissa sat at her desk, a stack of documents spread before her—partnership agreements, grant proposals, the budget sheets she had reviewed a hundred times. The morning light slanted through the small window, casting long shadows across the floor. Leo had taken Priya to the recycling site. Sam had taken Daniel to the reef. They would be gone for hours. She was alone. She picked up her pen. The door opened. She looked up, expecting Sam—or Leo, back early, having forgotten something. Vance stood in the doorway. He was alone. His suit jacket was gone. His sleeves were rolled up. His face was tired, but his eyes—those grey eyes—were sharp. Nerissa's hand tightened on the pen. "Good morning," he said. She stood slowly. Her body felt heavy, reluctant. But she forced hers

Hello Readers. It's silly of me, but I actually missed all of your comments because I wasn't aware of them. I thought there was only a paragraph of comments on every chapter, lol. I only realized it yesterday and read all of the comments (if I didn't miss any of them) today—and wow, thank you... many of you have given me your opinions, which are so important to me. I read your support, your frustration about the characters, and also about the dragging in the plot. I even found out about readers who had to pay twice for the chapters before I adjusted it. Sorry about that, but I already made a notice about it before, so I hope you're not so frustrated about it anymore. By the way, I know many of you are frustrated with Nerissa's development lately, but the thing is, I already set chapter updates until May 21st as of today. Twice a day as usual. I heard you, and I've decided to cut off some planned drafts to accelerate the plot. But please understand that while your opinions matter, I m

Maya had already turned back to her drawing, adding a purple fish to the corner, already moving on.Vance sat frozen on the rock, his daughter's words echoing in his ears.You have the same eyes as me.He did not know how long he sat there. The waves crashed. The sun moved.Then a voice called out."Maya!"Vance looked up. An older woman was walking toward them from the beach path. Her gray hair was pinned back. Her hands were weathered but steady. She was watching him with sharp, assessing eyes.Evelyn. Ner