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Moving farther into the room, I accidentally bump into someone. “Oh, I’m so sorry,” I blurt out, silently thanking God I didn’t spill my drink. My green eyes meet a pair of sharp blue ones—angry ones. The woman glares at me with an expression so nasty it takes me aback. “Are you blind? Watch where you’re going!” she hisses before storming off. I stare after her, my mouth slightly open. What the hell is her problem? “That’s Yasmine. And no It’s not you—she’s just naturally bitchy.”

Monica replied as she spooned Anton some rice. "Okay," said Anton. "To be honest, I'm still traumatized by being cheated on. Or when you say you want to get together with your old friends, about school reunions, bukber and the like, you can't come anymore," Monica replied with a sharp look. "I understand, for your sake, I won't go to the invitation of reunion, bukber, or anything like that with my old friends," said Anton. Monica smiled but even though she could smile beautifully in front of Anton her heart could not lie. She was still traumatized and could not fully trust Anton. There is a saying that if a man cheats once, he will do it again.

Seeing him with the ridiculous ex-girlfriend of the man she'd been in love with, a woman she clearly considered inferior to herself in every way, as that recording had made very clear, must be like death to Suzan's ego. Yep, Logan couldn't have been more correct when he'd said they'd be bothered to see them together. And, more than that, she herself didn't expect to feel a little pleased to see those expressions on their faces. It was still far from lessening the pain caused by everything they had done, by everything she had heard, by all those horrible feelings that still haunted and overwhelmed her, making her feel like she was nothing... But there was still, yes, a bit of contentment in k

“It really does” “I know”. Maya whispered as she rubbed my back gently. “I feel so stupid”. I admitted. “ I should have known from the moment Nate started coming home late that he was cheating. And those late-night meetings he always went to”. I pulled away from Maya's tight hug and leaned into the couch. “I want revenge so badly right now”. I murmured. “Me too”. Maya said. “I wasted five years of my life with that bastard just to get cheated on”. I murmured.

Hearing my words, Samantha seemed to have been struck at her weak point. Her eyes dropped to the ground. Thomas' eyes, on the other hand, turned bloodshot, and fine beads of sweat formed on his forehead. “That’s just your bad luck. So what if you drew an overtime envelope? Which of you saw me cheating?” The female coworkers, stirred up by the boss, flushed red and began cursing. “Are you insane? You couldn’t even keep your wife, and now you’re causing trouble here!”

The house where I'd tried so hard to build a family, where I'd given everything and received nothing in return. "They're going to pay for this," I said quietly, my hands clenched in my lap. "For everything they've done." Sophia glanced at me, something fierce and approving in her expression. "Damn right they are." I leaned back against the seat, closing my eyes. Revenge would come later, I promised myself. Alex thought he could discard me like trash, thought I was too weak and broken to fight back. He was wrong. But first, I needed to heal. I needed to rebuild myself, to remember who I was before I became Mrs. Alex Hayes.

“Wait. Let me understand this clearly. You went there for revenge. Revenge, Evelyn. Capital R. And now you’re standing nose to nose with the same man you swore to destroy.” “It was a moment,” I snapped. “A stupid moment.” She leaned closer. “Moments don’t make your voice shake like that.” I folded my arms. “You’re enjoying this too much.” “Of course I am,” she said cheerfully. “You disappear for years, come back with vengeance in your eyes, and now you’re melting because of one man’s jawline.” “It wasn’t his jawline.” “Oh?” Her brows lifted. “Then what was it? His perfect sculpted abs!"

You wouldn’t want a baby from your ex-husband who cheated on you with his best friend, would you? I didn’t know whether her tone was mocking or not, but I couldn’t stay there doing nothing. She was in an extremely delicate situation and still had the audacity to say things like that. If no one had taught her when to stay quiet, I would. I stepped toward her abruptly and grabbed her cheeks with my hands, squeezing them hard. When a provocative smile formed on her face, something inside me completely snapped. —Don’t fool yourself, Sofía. You’re a doctor—you save lives, you don’t take them —she made a strange sound in her throat and then spat in my face while laughing—. We’re exactly the same.

I remembered surviving on tiny moments of affection from someone who treated basic kindness like a reward I needed to earn. “You moved on fast,” he murmured quietly. That did it. I pulled the phone away briefly, staring at it in disbelief before bringing it back slowly. “Fast?” My voice came lower now. “You cheated on me.” “I know.” “You embarrassed me publicly.” “I said I know.” “You slapped me.” The silence afterward stretched for so long that his breathing became the only thing I could hear from his side. Then finally, “I was angry.” The answer shattered something inside me instantly. Because even now, after everything, a part of him still believed there were explanations large enough to

“I know. I just don’t know how to move past this. I keep wanting to text him. To hear his voice. Then I see those text messages. He said things, Jade. Things I never thought he could say.” Jade huffed. “Then don’t get over it, get even.” Both Chiara and I stared at her. “HUH?” “You heard me. That bastard upgraded, apparently, by cheating and choosing a woman who spent months tearing apart your already fragile self-worth.” I pouted. “Thanks, I love you too.” She winked and put on a smile. “I’m saying, get even. Darling, get your revenge. Change from these clothes, get hotter, maybe fuck one of those A-class assholes he calls his friends who claim to hate you but check out your ass.”