All Chapters of The Affair Revenge My Bestfriend's Husband Offered Me: Chapter 161 - Chapter 170

*Three Days Later* The hotel room was temporary, but Vance treated it like his own space. Every morning, he arrived at the container office before anyone else. He brought coffee—enough for everyone. He reviewed their data, made notes, asked questions. He called journalists, using Horizon's contacts to line up coverage for the town hall. He stayed late. He simply worked alongside them, as if he had always been part of the rhythm. It unsettled Nerissa more than any confrontation could have. On the third afternoon, exhaustion had settled over everyone. The container office had become a war room. Maps of the coastline were pinned to the walls. Charts of plastic waste collection rates covered the table. Red circles marked the shipping channel where the nearby company's vessels had been destroying the reef. Yellow sticky notes listed action items, deadlines, and the names of vill

They stayed there, squatting in the sand, neither willing to break the silence first.Sam's ears were still red. His face was still flushed. But the trembling had stopped. He was looking at her now—really looking, not hiding behind his hands or his turned-away profile.Nerissa's hand had fallen from his hair. She did not know when. She left it resting on her own knee."Maya once said you and her plan to go to the amusement park together," she said.Sam blinked. The question seemed to come from nowhere. "What?""Amusement park. She mentioned it. A few weeks ago." Nerissa's voice was softer now. Not cold. Not professional. Just... tired. "She said you promised her the Ferris

"I was not wandering by accident," he said. "I came to find Leo. But I saw you, and I thought I should speak to you directly."Evelyn wiped her hands on her apron. "About?""I need a place to stay. Something more permanent than a hotel. I have been working with Reef & Reclaim, and I want to stay in the area. I want to understand the community more closely. Leo mentioned his cottage has a spare room, but he is... hesitant.""Leo is hesitant because he is loyal to Sam and his sister.""I understand that. I am not asking you to interfere in his loyalties. I am asking if you know of any other place. Or if you could help me understand how to earn Leo's trust."Evelyn studied him.

"I want to be near you," Vance said. "Is that wrong?"Nerissa stared at him. She had expected deflection. Evasion. The cold, controlled Vance she had trained herself to anticipate. Not this. Not his blunt aching honesty.She looked away. Her throat tightened."You have no right to be near me. The thing between us ended five years ago."Vance nodded slowly. "I thought so too. I gave you space. All the space you wanted. I have restrained my self from looking for you everytime I miss you and wondering where are you now." His voice dropped. "I have restrain my self to stay away and stay professional. To be silent when my hand aching to pull you into my embrace. But then I saw you with him. That young bright Samuel Hart that exist as h

Nerissa walked through the back door, into the kitchen, her eyes red, her lips pressed together. She did not look at Evelyn. She did not look at Leo. She walked straight to her room and closed the door. The silence was louder than the slam. Evelyn set down the dish towel. Her eyes followed the hallway where her daughter had disappeared. Leo stood by the table, a stack of plates in his hands, frozen. They looked at each other. Neither spoke. Then Evelyn walked to the bedroom door. She knocked once, softly. "Nerissa." No answer. She opened the door. Nerissa was sitting on the edge of the bed, a basket of unfolded laundry beside her. Her hands moved mechanically—folding, pressing, stacking. Her face was wet. She did not look up. Evelyn sat beside her. She did not speak. She simply watched her daughter's hands move. Fold. Press. Stack.