1001 Ways to Make My Husband Cheat의 모든 챕터: 챕터 111 - 챕터 120

[Hannah]“I’ve been looking for it for days, but I still can’t find it.”Hannah walked over to Kevin, who was casually reading a book in his hands.“Are you sure you put it in the book?”“Yeah,” he replied indifferently, his eyes not leaving the page.“Kevin!” Hannah snatched the book from his hands. “This again. Why do you keep reading your comic books instead of looking for it?”“It’s manga.” Kevin took the book back. “I’m taking a break. I’m tired.”“I’m tired too!”“Then just go home. Nobody’s forcing you to find the username and password, right?”Hannah sighed. It was true that she was the one who needed it. But she was also tired because it felt like she was searching all by herself.This would probably be over much faster if Kevin were actually helping instead of suddenly getting distracted, moving to the sofa, and reading until he finished volume after volume.Kevin flipped a page. A small piece of paper was tucked inside.“Ah. Found it.”Hannah smiled brightly. The exhaustion

[Maria]“I’m sorry. We were supposed to have other plans this afternoon, but we couldn’t do that,” he said while putting his clothes back on.“It’s alright.”It was also my fault for suddenly wearing it. That kind of outfit was meant to be seductive. Damian must have interpreted it that way.“You were…” he struggled to find the words.“It’s alright,” I repeated.He didn’t need to say anything more. I didn’t want to talk about it either.“You were so hot. And…” he turned his face away. “I couldn’t resist.”I lowered my head, hiding the smile forming on my lips.I bit my lip to steady myself. It wasn’t really a compliment, and I shouldn’t feel happy about it. It was just the effect of wearing lingerie. Which meant if Hannah Barker wore it, it would be very effective in seducing Damian.“So what are we doing next?” I changed the subject.“We were supposed to take a walk in the nearby park, but it’s almost dinner time now.”“Dinner? Where? At the hotel?”“No. I’ve already made a reservati

[Hannah]A search for the keyword “Hannah” returned more than 1,000 posts. But that wasn’t all. They also talked about her using keywords like “HB,” “Homewrecker,” and other insults.Hannah barely blinked as she looked at the sheer volume of posts. Most of them were baseless and written in a degrading tone. And yet, most of the people writing them probably didn’t even know her.Her eyes moved quickly as she read through the posts.[Hannah Barker's in the boss's office again. Must be discussing quarterly reports for the third hour straight.][Boss got coffee. Hannah got coffee. Amazing synergy.][Just got back from 10th floor. She’s working late again. So dedicated.][Saw Hannah Barker leaving the office 10 minutes after the boss. Pure coincidence, obviously.][Funny how a business trip needs to include a new secretary who knows nothing.][Business trip agenda: meetings, networking, Hannah Barker.][Her boss deserves better. Rich man with terrible taste LOL][Hannah Barker should have

[Hannah]Hannah realized she had fallen asleep on Kevin Liu's couch again. She didn't remember grabbing a blanket last night, yet somehow part of her body was covered with one. Maybe she'd pulled it over herself in her sleep, because there was no way Kevin had done it.For some reason, Kevin's couch always made her fall asleep, even though she usually had trouble sleeping whenever she had too much on her mind. If she'd been alone at home, there was no way she would have slept this soundly.She stretched out her hand and felt around the table beside the couch for her phone.Six in the morning already.Kevin was probably still asleep in his room.She got up from the couch and walked over to his bedroom door, which was slightly open.Knocking twice, she pushed it open a little."Kevin?"Inside, Kevin was still sitting in front of his computer."You didn't stay up all night, did you?" Hannah asked, squinting sleepily as she approached him.The two empty coffee cans on his desk were probab

[Maria]After enjoying floating breakfast, our next plan was to walk from Roma Norte to Condesa. The hotel concierge suggested joining a walking tour so we could learn more about the local culture through a guide’s explanation.I thought we would join that tour. But Damian didn’t want to.“I’d rather we walk at our own pace,” he said to me.Either way was fine.I just followed whatever he wanted.The sun was already up, but it wasn’t too hot yet. Maybe because there were a lot of jacarandas making the streets shady.We started our walk in Roma Norte, where many buildings looked unique to me. Old Art Deco buildings and touches of European classic style stood side by side with small cafés and independent bookstores. It felt very artsy.It was a nice change of atmosphere.Several times, we stopped to watch street artists selling their work by the roadside, or artists sketching portraits of customers on the spot.“Do you want one?” he asked me with a bright expression.It seemed like he w