All Chapters of I Hired My Husband's Mistress: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

She thought she had Gavin’s heart.What she did not understand was that men like Gavin never paid for emotion.They only invested where they saw value.So Nora’s little performance did not make me jealous.It only bored me.On the drive back, Gavin finally spoke.His voice was casual, almost careless.“So? Nora’s been good, hasn’t she?”I said nothing.I waited for him to continue.He did.“I don’t need love. I need novelty. She’s young. As long as she listens and doesn’t make trouble, that’s enough.”He laid out his rules for relationships as if he were discussing an investment portfolio.To Gavin, I was not a wife.I was a business partner who occupied an important position.And one who could be replaced at any time.Nora, on the other hand, was just a passing indulgence.I leaned against the cold window, and the last of my hope finally disappeared.This marriage.This life.It was even harder to bear than I had imagined.By the time we arrived at my parents’ hou

Gavin seemed to enjoy seeing me cornered.Over the next few days, he became even more blatant.Nora Quinn showed up at Hart Group as a newly appointed marketing manager.It was not a senior position, but it was more than enough to let her strut around the office like she owned the place.What made it worse was that Nora began posting her and Gavin’s private little “moments” all over social media.One day, she uploaded a photo of a newly released limited-edition handbag Gavin had bought her.The caption read:'Thank you, Mr. Hart, for the surprise.'Her location tag showed she was near the Winters family home.The post was so obviously meant to provoke me that she might as well have tagged me directly.I looked at Nora’s smug smile on the screen and felt nothing.A woman like Nora wouldn’t last long in a more complicated world.Gavin was the kind of older man who liked to change things up from time to time.That was all she was.I simply smiled coldly and told my personal

Nora clung shyly to Gavin’s side, accepting the looks of envy and confusion from the guests.I stood quietly in a corner with a glass of red wine in my hand, wearing the flawless smile expected of Mrs. Hart.I watched it all without the slightest ripple of emotion.This was just another of Gavin’s public humiliations.And Nora was only another tool in his hand.When every eye in the ballroom shifted toward me, waiting for me to make a scene, I stepped forward instead.I lifted my glass gracefully toward Nora.“Ms. Quinn is young and accomplished. She takes so much off Mr. Hart’s plate—what a blessing for the Hart family.”I smiled.“This toast is for you.”My voice was neither too loud nor too soft.It carried just far enough for everyone nearby to hear.Nora blinked in surprise. Then color rose in her cheeks.She thought I was furious, but she had no choice but to lift her own glass and play along.What she did not know was that I had already planted a seed of doubt in h

Gavin looked at my calm face and assumed I had finally given up.To him, he had finally gotten rid of a problem.He gathered the papers with a satisfied smile, never realizing that one clause in the agreement required him to personally certify that the offshore accounts and investment vehicles listed under Nora’s name had never held marital assets.He signed without reading it closely.That single signature tied him directly to the shell companies he had used to hide money.The highest price is always paid by the person who thinks they will get away without paying anything at all.What Gavin had signed was not freedom.It was the document that would lead him straight into disaster.Once the divorce papers were signed, Gavin believed I was finally out of the picture.He had no idea that agreement was the first disaster he had created with his own hands.Just one week later, Hart Group was in crisis.Tax authorities, securities regulators, and financial-crimes investigators al

As for my ex, I had assumed he would disappear for good after leaving with that so-called compensation money.But during Marcus’s investigation into Gavin, he discovered that my ex had quietly kept recordings containing key evidence of Gavin’s crimes.Those recordings played an important role in bringing Gavin down.I mailed him a large check.No note.No conditions.After that, we let each other go.What we had was a regret.The last trace of tenderness I still carried.Once, he had felt like my rescue.Then Gavin had turned him into another tool.In the end, he chose to make amends in the only way he could.He closed the door on a past neither of us had truly chosen.Still, I went to see Gavin one last time.In the prison visitation room, separated by thick glass, he looked nothing like the man he had been.His hair had gone white.Deep lines cut across his face.The polished businessman who had once seemed untouchable was now thin, hollow-eyed, and broken.He looke