《The Devil’s Convenient Wife》全部章節：第 21 章 - 第 30 章

ZARA’S POVHis lips were soft and tender, just the way I loved it. I shut my eyes tightly, enjoying the moment. I felt his cold hands on my waist and then felt it move downwards, touching my bare thigh. That sent goosebumps all over my body and made me desire more, more of him. My hand went around his neck, pulling him closer. It was at that moment that he took a step back and I was forced to open my eyes.I stared at him, holding myself back from asking what the problem was. As if he knew my thoughts, he said weakly, “We shouldn’t be doing this.”I became frustrated instantly. I felt like telling him that I was on my own when he drove me to the wall and kissed me. I should be the one saying those words, not him. However, I held myself back from saying this as it could make me look like I was desperate.“You are right,” I replied calmly. “We shouldn’t be doing this, it is your fault though.”“I am sorry,” he muttered. “I was out of my mind for a moment. But you could have pushed me aw

CAEL’S POVI stared at Jason intently as rage built inside me. He was hitting on Zara right in front of me and he was doing it confidently at that.“Are you a stylist too?” Zara asked, intrigued. “I know you run a fashion company but I never thought you’d be involved in such affairs.”Jason smiled sweetly, “This is a secret but I am listed among the top 10 stylists in the States.”“If it’s a secret then you shouldn’t say it carelessly,” I cut in, hiding my anger with a smile. He smirked at me and this only drove me angrier. I held Zara’s hand tightly and she looked up to me. Gently, I told her that we had to leave now.She didn’t argue. Rather, she turned to Jason, “I will come find you in the States.”Both of them said their farewell and then we walked away. I was in front while Zara trolled behind. For some reason, I felt betrayed but I kept that to myself. I could see our taxi right in front so I waited for Zara to catch up. Both of us entered the taxi which ended up driving us hom

VICTOR’S POVThe car was on the highway, running at 80km per hour, a little slow for my liking. I didn’t particularly hate following traffic rules regarding speed but today was an exception. I was extremely anticipating seeing Zara, Cael, and the villa.The backroom gist was that I had found out they exited the hotel I booked for them and the next thing I did was track their current location. I figured out they could have gone to a villa and it wasn’t hard from there. The villa they had escaped to was somewhere I was familiar with. I had gone there a few times with my late wife, Zara’s mother.“You will need to keep your visit to the villa short,” I heard my secretary, Ada, say. She was right beside me in the car, wearing reading glasses while staring at the iPad’s screen.“Why? I love taking things slow and steady,” I muttered.“If you take your sweet time, you will miss the meeting you have tonight,” she said, looking directly at me. “Didn’t you say it is a meeting with your politic

ZARA’S POVI sat down, genuinely embarrassed by what I had done. Now, Victor would know spilling the drinks on him wasn’t a mistake. With Victor and Cael’s eyes penetrating into me, I looked to the ground as if I was reflecting on myself.Victor and Cael didn’t speak but I was sure they were yelling at me in their head. The door opened and that was when I raised my head. The housekeeper who had entered moved towards us with another lady in tow.“I caught a culprit, madam,” the housekeeper said as she pushed this lady forward. It was my first time seeing her but she was too well-dressed to be a petty thief. I wondered what she was guilty of.“What is this about?” Victor asked before I could. “You are holding my secretary right there.”My eyes lit up and as I tried to stand, Cael lent me a hand. I turned to the housekeeper and Victor’s secretary.“Your secretary was speaking to one of the maids, offering her money in exchange for exclusive information,” the housekeeper said boldly. “In

ZARA’S POV“What if it isn’t a business trip? What if it is something else?” Cael asked suggestively. I could tell he had his suspicions already.“It could be many things actually,” I muttered. “Maybe a trip to his mistress.”“Victor has a mistress?” he asked curiously.“Of course,” I nodded in reply. “He has mistresses in Bangkok, London, Paris, Barcelona, every major city he visits regularly. He had them even before the death of my mother.”“Did she know about it?” he asked.I smiled, “Take a guess.”“She did,” he replied.“Right,” I affirmed. “My mother wasn’t the kind of woman to be ignorant about sensitive matters like that. She knew about it but she ignored it. I doubt she ever confronted him.”“She would have,” Cael said lightly. “That is if she has ever loved him.”“I never saw her do it,” I muttered.“I don’t think they would have let you see,” he replied. That was right. Both of them used to keep malice for weeks yet I never saw any physical confrontation. They’d still sleep