All Chapters of He Cheated so I Did too With My Obsessive Boss : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Heat surged through me. I stood, pulling Payton to her feet with me. Hand in hand, we walked back to our hotel room, the warm sand clinging to our skin like a secret promise. I was so happy,glad we had reconciled and put our past behind us. This was a new beginning for the both of us and I can't wait to start our own big happy family with unbreakable love.The moment the door clicked shut behind us, Payton shoved me toward the bed with surprising strength, her eyes dark with hunger. I lay back as she crawled up my body like a predator, her hands sliding down my thighs until they reached the zipper of my shorts. She dragged it down slowly, deliberately, looking up at me with that wicked little smirk that always unraveled me.Heat flooded my veins. I shoved my shorts down, and before I could draw another breath, her fingers wrapped around my cock, stroking me with firm, confident strokes while her other hand teased along my inner thighs.I couldn’t believe how much I loved her like this

I was in my living room that morning, sipping coffee and reviewing some documents, when I spotted Amanda’s car pulling up through the window. My pulse quickened. I quickly composed myself and waited, eyes fixed on the door, for her to bring in the bastard who had tried to kill Payton and kept us apart for weeks.The door swung open. Two burly men dragged a woman inside, her face covered with a black cloth. They shoved her roughly to the floor as Amanda strode in confidently, stopping right in front of me.“Hello, darling,” she purred, reaching up to touch my face. I caught her wrist mid-air.“What the hell is going on?” I demanded. “Who is she?”Amanda smirked. “Didn’t you say you were looking for the person who tried to kill your beloved? Well… here she is.” She pointed at the kneeling woman.“Uncover her,” Amanda ordered.One of the men yanked the cloth away. The woman lifted her tear-streaked face, and my blood ran cold.“Elizabeth?”She looked up at me with wide, terrified eyes. “

Payton POVWe slipped into the house in complete silence, the heavy front door clicking shut behind us like the final nail in a coffin. The confrontation with Elizabeth still echoed in my ears—her angry shouts, her hand protectively cradling her belly, her venomous declaration that she would never get rid of the baby. My legs felt like jelly. I nearly collapsed right there in the foyer.I didn’t know what to do. My mind was a storm of confusion, rage, and heartbreak. How could this happen? How could Richard let this happen? He had betrayed me again. The thought looped endlessly in my head. If he hadn’t deprived me of intimacy for so long, if he hadn’t cheated… we could have been perfect. We could have rebuilt our marriage after Mia. We could have been happy. But now it was all shattered. Irreparable. As long as another woman was carrying his child—and she had screamed that she was keeping it no matter what—there was no coming back from this.Devastated, I sank onto the living room cou

Las Vegas After Brooke and Derick Richmond exchanged their vows and were pronounced husband and wife in a sun-drenched Las Vegas chapel, the wedding party slipped away to change. I traded my ceremony dress for a sleek, shimmering champagne gown that hugged my curves perfectly. My husband swapped his formal suit for a more relaxed but still sharp navy ensemble. Though our own marriage was fraying at the edges—filled with cold silences and unresolved arguments—we still managed to paste on convincing smiles as we made our way to the after-party at the luxurious rooftop venue overlooking the glittering Strip.The after-party was breathtaking. Crystal chandeliers sparkled overhead, bathing the space in soft golden light. Tall glass vases overflowed with white roses and blush peonies, and the warm desert night air mingled with the scent of expensive champagne. In the background, a live jazz band played smooth, sultry melodies.We took our seats at the elegantly arranged tables. Brooke and

I stepped out of the bathroom, still trying to steady my breathing, and headed toward the stairs. Just as I reached the top step, Richard appeared, coming down from the upper floor. My heart slammed against my ribs. For a split second, I froze, unsure how to react. Then I forced myself to relax, plastering on what I hoped looked like a calm expression.“Baby, where have you been?” he asked, his voice warm with concern as he quickly descended the remaining steps to meet me. His eyes searched my face. “Have you been crying?”I shook my head quickly. “No, it’s nothing. I… I’m fine.”He stepped closer, gently cupping my cheek. “Are you sure?”The tenderness in his voice broke something inside me. The guilt, the confusion, and the anger I’d been holding back came crashing down all at once. Tears flooded my eyes before I could stop them.“I don’t know anymore, Richard!” I sobbed, my voice cracking. “I don’t know what to do. I don’t know how to fix this… how to fix us. We were supposed to be