All Chapters of My Billion-Dollar Bet on My Cheating Wife: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

The peace lasted until the afternoon, when it was shattered once again."Come to the study."At 2:00 pm, Vanessa pushed open my bedroom door, dropped those words, and left.When I entered the study, Dylan was curled up in the armchair by the window, playing on his phone. The moment he saw me, he deliberately nudged closer to Vanessa.Vanessa sat upright behind her desk."I need you to sign the paperwork and transfer the deed to the lakefront mansion in Northridge to Dylan."I looked down, my eyes skimming the address on the documents.No. 17, Crestwood Park.It was the first property we had chosen together before we got married. I vividly remembered that day, her fingers tightly interlaced with mine."Mason, this will be our home from now on," she said. "When we're old and gray, we'll sit out in the yard and soak up the sun together. Doesn't that sound nice?" For that house, I personally oversaw eight months of renovations. I even planted climbing roses along the courtyard w

The next morning, Vanessa took Dylan out to the mall.The moment the front door clicked shut, the entire mansion fell into a dead, suffocating silence.I stood in the entryway, waiting until I was sure her car had driven away before I hurried back upstairs, where my suitcase was packed and ready to go.I placed the divorce agreement I had printed in advance right in the center of the dining table, then set my wedding ring on top of the first page.Then, I popped the SIM card out of my phone and tossed both the card and the phone onto the nightstand.Lugging my suitcase downstairs, I slipped into a pair of comfortable sneakers and walked right out the front door.Our housekeeper, Sharon Brooks, stood at the end of the hallway, watching me leave, a helpless look in her eyes.I gave her a slight, polite nod."I'm leaving. There's something for her on the dining table. Make sure she gets it when she comes back," I instructed.On the way to the airport, I lowered the taxi window.

Vanessa didn't leave.She stubbornly stayed in Sorvia for an entire week.Instead of resorting to desperate tactics like loitering outside my apartment, she managed to pry my exact schedule from Evelyn and showed up every day, right on time, at places I had no choice but to pass.On Monday, when I went to a riverside café to discuss a contract, she sat on a bench directly across the street, shivering in the biting wind.On Wednesday, when I attended a meeting at an investor's office, her car was parked quietly by the curb.Finally, on the eighth day, Evelyn called me."Mason, I'll be straight with you. Vanessa calls me four times a day now, trying every which way to find out what time you get up, what you're eating, and if you're keeping hydrated. She's giving me a splitting headache."Her legs are her own, so I can't control where she goes. Whether you want to see her is entirely up to you, but I only have one request. If she does anything out of line, you call me immediately."

Time flew after that.I successfully found my footing in Sorvia.Evelyn would occasionally text me on WhatsApp to chat about industry trends, but she never mentioned Vanessa.That was until one afternoon, when she suddenly called me out of the blue."Mason, I've been thinking this over, and I figured I should probably prepare you for what's coming.""Go ahead," I said."Dylan went to the paparazzi."The hand I was using to flip through my documents froze."He has photos he secretly took in the mansion, along with chat records. He's threatening to expose Vanessa's infidelity to the public. I threw some money around to have it buried, but it didn't hold. He's desperate and seems determined to drag everyone down with him," Evelyn revealed."What does he want?" I asked."Money. He wants a huge payout he can burn through however he likes. Since Vanessa cut him off, he's trying to sell a scandal and make himself look like the victim. And he didn't even go to legitimate news outlets

Spring arrived in the blink of an eye, and Evelyn flew out to Sorvia to see me in person.This was the first time we had seen each other in over six months. We sat down at an outdoor café right along the riverbank."You've handled the project beautifully. It's in much better shape than I ever anticipated," remarked Evelyn."That's only because you paved such a smooth road for me at the start.""Save the pointless flattery," she retorted.Evelyn flipped open the elegant menu. "Reviving a company that was practically on its last legs takes real talent, Mason. I couldn't just hand that ability to you.""Let's get down to business," she added. "I had my legal team look over the contracts for the third round of financing. We can definitely squeeze them for better terms."Once we finished talking business, Evelyn pushed her cup aside, remarking, "You've lost far too much weight.""Things have been busy lately," I said."That's only part of it."She let down her fierce, boardroom pe