All Chapters of The Affair Revenge My Bestfriend's Husband Offered Me: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

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Chapter 31 The Freezing Storm

The door to the big cabin closed. Vance and Jovi were inside. A fire was going, but the room felt cold.Vance looked at his wife."You did it," he said. His voice was flat. "You booked the rooms. You put them in separate cabins. That was a small, mean thing to do. Were you planning to walk over to his cabin at night? Since he's the father?"Jovi looked shocked that he said it out loud. Then she tried to look strong."What about you?" she asked. "Her cabin is all by itself. Are you going to go comfort her? Or is it you who needs comfort?""I might," Vance said, not changing his expression. "At least she is clear about what she wants."His words hurt her in a place she didn't expect. The act fell apart. Real tears came to her eyes."You never loved me," she said, her voice shaking. "Not ever. And now you look at her. My friend. You look at her like--""Like what, Jovi?" he cut in, his voice lower now. "Tell me something. When you got into her bed with her husband, what did you think she

Chapter 32 I Don't Want To Be Like Them

She was in charge now. She helped him to a corner, propped him up, and wrapped his ankle with strips from a blanket. He watched her the whole time, his breath making clouds in the air.Hours passed. The wind screamed. It got so cold now. She sat close to him so they could share heat. It wasn't romantic. It was about not freezing.In the dark, tired and hurting, things felt different. His head leaned back against the couch."You came," he said. It wasn't a question. It sounded like he was realizing something."You're my partner," she said, her voice muffled."It's more than that now." He said it quietly, like he was admitting something he didn't want to be true.She stood up to put another log in the small stove. Her own muscles hurt. As she turned back, she stumbled. It was not a graceful trip. She lost her balance completely. She fell forward right toward the couch where he sat.She landed hard. One hand caught the back of the couch. Her knee hit his good leg. And her face—her lips—br

Chapter 33 The Ghost We Carry

The door clicked shut, and Zane was alone again.He sat on the edge of the bed, the room still dark. Jovi had left before sunrise, slipping out like a ghost. But her words stayed, hanging in the air.“Vance wants a divorce. Now that I’m pregnant. He says he can’t stand the reminder.”Zane didn’t feel relieved. He didn’t feel happy. He just felt… heavy. That baby was his. His mistake. His responsibility.He dressed slowly, each piece of clothing feeling like it weighed too much.Later that morning, the breakfast was awkward.Nerissa watched from her table, coffee going cold in her hand.Zane was doing everything right—pulling out Jovi’s chair, pouring her water before she asked, leaning in when she spoke. But it looked forced. Like he was following a script.Vance sat at the head of the table, reading something on his phone. Or pretending to. His eyes kept lifting, scanning the room. Watching.Liam Harrington, the young guy from the family funding this whole trip, was talking about Norw

Chapter 34 Let's The Cursor Blink

He put his phone away. It was a practical move. The right move. And if it also happened to be a move that kept Nerissa functional—and indebted—that was just efficiency.Back in her cabin, she lay on the bed, waiting for the pain to fade.A firm knock came at the door.She opened it. Zane stood there, holding a small pharmacy bag.“Here,” he said, handing it to her. “The usual stuff. Two pills, not three. And put the patch on your lower back, not your stomach.”She took it. “Thank you.”He didn’t leave. He looked at her, really looked. “You’re pale.”“I’m fine.”“Let me stay. Just until the pain passes.”“No.” Her voice was firmer than she meant it to be. “I want to rest alone.”He hesitated. “Nerissa…”“Please, Zane.”He nodded, looking defeated. “Okay. But if it gets worse, call me. I’m right next door.”He left.Five minutes later, another knock.This time, it was the front desk manager.“Ms. Sullivan? A message from Mr. Blackwood. He’s arranged for a local doctor to call you within

Chapter 35 The Echo

The cursor kept blinking on Nerissa's phone, unanswered. She'd left Vance's message on read—"Final reports attached. We control the story tomorrow. Personal feelings can't matter. Reply to confirm."—and hadn't replied.She fell asleep with the phone in her hand, the blinking cursor eventually timing out to darkness.Morning came grey and cold. The frozen lake outside her cabin window reflected a sky heavy with unshed snow. Nerissa dressed carefully, armor in place. When she checked her phone, there was no follow-up from Vance. Just the unanswered message, hanging there like an accusation.Personal feelings can't matter.She wondered if he actually believed that, or if he just needed to.------Next Morning - The Stave ChurchThe morning's scheduled visit was to a historic stave church, one of the few remaining in Norway. Dark wood, soaring roofs, dragons' heads curling from the peaks—it looked like something from a myth.Liam was thrilled."My grandfather loves preservation projects. T

Chapter 36 Personal Feeling

Vance watched Nerissa watching them again.He saw the softening around her eyes. Saw the memory moving behind them. Saw the way her lips parted slightly, like she was about to say something she couldn't quite find.Something tightened in his chest. He didn't name it.Jovi, having deposited the elderly woman at her door with theatrical warmth, turned back toward the group. Her smile was radiant.Her eyes found Vance first—instinct, always looking for her husband's approval, even now.She saw him looking at Nerissa.Not a glance. Not a casual observation. Looking. The kind of look she'd never received from him in seven years of marriage. The kind that suggested the person being watched mattered.Her smile faltered for just a fraction of a second. Then she smoothed it back into place and walked toward them, Zane slightly behind her."What a sweet lady!" she called out. "She invited us for coffee, can you imagine?"Zane caught up, smiling too. "She reminded me of my grandmother."Nerissa m

Chapter 37 The Report

Nerissa had barely slept. Every time she closed her eyes, she saw Zane's face at the stave church—the pure joy of explaining something beautiful. Then she saw him on the phone through the wall, stressed, worried. Then she saw Vance by the fire, his voice low: "I'm asking you not to throw him a rope."She woke before dawn and lay still, listening. Through the thin cabin walls, she heard Zane moving. Papers shuffling. A frustrated sigh. Then the creak of a chair as he sat down to work.He's already started, she thought. He doesn't even know what he's up against.The morning meeting was in the lodge's main conference room—a long table of dark wood, windows overlooking the frozen lake. Liam sat at the head, eager and young, trying to look like he belonged. Jovi was beside him, her hand occasionally touching his arm in that practiced way. Vance was at the opposite end, his laptop open, his face unreadable.Nerissa sat in the middle. Zane was across from her.The site manager, a brisk Norweg

Chapter 38 The Pressure

Dinner was a quiet affair. Zane barely ate, pushing food around his plate. Jovi kept glancing at him, then at Vance, then at Nerissa—a triangle of worry and suspicion. Vance was composed, professional, asking Liam about his grandfather's thoughts on the project.Nerissa said almost nothing.After dinner, she went to her cabin. She tried to read. Tried to work. But her mind kept drifting to the folder Zane had received, to the tremor in his hands, to the way his face had drained of color when he understood.He didn't read it, she thought. He never reads the fine print. He gets excited and signs and assumes it'll work out because it always has.Except this time, it won't.Through the wall, she heard him moving. Pacing. The soft curse when something dropped.She couldn't sit still.She pulled on her coat and walked out into the cold. The lodge's common area was a large room with a fireplace, bookshelves, and a long table where guests could spread out work.Zane was there.He sat alone at

Chapter 39 The Support

Back in her cabin, Nerissa lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling.Through the wall, she heard Zane moving. Pacing. Then a thump—his fist on the table, maybe. A muffled curse.She closed her eyes.If I help him, I betray Vance.If I don't, I betray who I used to be.If he fails, he loses everything. His firm. His reputation. His future.If he succeeds, the project wins. Jovi's credibility survives. Vance's plan fails.If I help him secretly, no one will know.But I'll know.She thought about Vance in the hospital, holding her hand. Vance in the storm shelter, almost kissing her. Vance by the fire, his voice rough: "I want you to remember who your partner is."She thought about Zane at the stave church, his eyes alight with passion. Zane carrying groceries for a stranger. Zane smiling at her across a table covered in blueprints, remembering terrible coffee.Two men, she thought. Two different pulls. One from the past I can't quite let go. One from the present I don't fully understand.A

Chapter 40 The Secret Help

Three Days LaterThe first sign came on a Tuesday morning.Vance was reviewing the project updates in his cabin when an email pinged from Sigrid, the site manager. Subject: Preliminary Design Submission – Section 4 Approved.He opened it, frowning. Section 4 was the sustainability metrics—the most technically complex part of the requirements. Zane should have been struggling with it for weeks.He clicked through to the attached files.The submission was... competent. More than competent. The data was clean, the methodology sound, the local benchmarks correctly referenced. Someone had done their homework.Vance leaned back. Interesting.Two Days LaterThe group had a working lunch in the lodge's dining room—sandwiches and coffee while Sigrid walked them through the next phase. Zane sat at the far end of the table, quieter than usual, but something in his posture had shifted. Less defeated. More focused.Jovi noticed too. She kept glancing at him, a small smile playing at her lips."He's

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