The Other Woman Book Summary Novels & Stories

I flipped through it, but the words made no sense to me, so I closed it. The next book was a novel. It was dog-eared from use, so I knew he loved this one. Unable to find anything, I put them back in place. Minutes ticked by. I was losing time, and yet I had not gotten anything impressive. And as more time passed, a heavy silence pressed down on me. How the hell has I gone from the girl with big dreams to a woman – a fraud if you please – sneaking around in the dark, looking for a way to betray the one person who had been kind to her.

Luca replied, his tone encouraging. My heart skipped a beat, and I stood there, frozen outside the door, my hand still raised. Who was this ‘her’? Who had Jack been talking to? My mind spiraled with questions, a mix of confusion and dread settling in my chest. Was there another woman in his life? What about me? The thought hit me like a punch, and I felt like my whole world was about to shift. *************

Chapter 47 : Isabella Sinclair groaned and palmed her head as she opened her mobile and unblocked Jessica Williams. Her eyes rounded in shock seeing the super hot Mathew Hill with another woman. She had been busy visiting top designers for the super rich and shopping for her attire and accessories for the evening dinner with the Hills through the past few days which had left her exhausted. She was getting a body massage at a luxe spa when Jessica’s irritating phone calls started disturbing her.

But right now, I couldn’t even recognize her. Why, Alina? What are you doing to me? I looked ahead again. The police station was getting closer. I slowed as we pulled in, following behind the van that carried her. My eyes locked on her through the tinted glass. She sat with her head down, her shoulders shaking. She looked so small, so fragile. And still… she was dangerous. My chest ached. I pressed my forehead against the steering wheel for a moment, closing my eyes. I love her. I need help me, I do. But how do I love a woman who keeps stabbing me in the dark with secrets I can’t see?

A raised platform where two women writhed together while a circle of people watched in reverent silence, hands touching, mouths hungry. I stopped walking. “Cora,” I whispered, unable to tear my eyes away from a man on his knees, head buried between a woman’s thighs while she gripped his hair and moaned. “How the fuck did you get to know about this place?” She smirked, steering me forward by the elbow. “I have my ways, babe. Also, I have hobbies.” “Hobbies,” I repeated faintly. Someone cried out to my left from pleasure, and another person laughed to my right.

Her tone carried a hint of ingratiation. I pulled my hand away and said calmly, "I'm tired. I want to rest in my room first." Her smile faltered slightly, but she didn't say anything. Instead, she turned to coax Marcus in a subservient manner. Margaret was nothing like the domineering mother-in-law I remembered from before. Back in my room, I dug through my luggage to find the New Year's gift Melissa had given me. It was a red cashmere scarf. I wrapped it around my neck and looked at myself in the mirror. A smile unconsciously tugged at my lips.

The lady continued to blabbermouth while the others listened attentively. "That's enough Lydia" the man shunned, causing a groan from her and a silent grumble from the others. I stared at the beautiful lady who held on to the graceful catwalk as paparazzi flashed their cameras at her. I snagged my head and carried the material that looked like a mid-autobiography. "I hope they get closer to make my task easier" I thought hopefully.

But with only words, I dread nothing. Before I go, if you read it this far, I want you to know that I love you, my conqueror, now I just wish…" the diary of the woman ended on those words. The man stayed still for a long time and after he collected his thoughts again, he closed the book smoothly and raised it on the air with his left hand. The book was gone and reappeared on top of the woman's belly as her hands was also above the book carefully enfolding it as if it was her most prized treasure.

Alice winced. "I know. But......" Elsa stopped and breathed heavily. "Just don't tell him. Please" Alice nodded and urged her to go to bed. Like a baby Elsa nodded and went to bed. Alice stayed awake and tried to imagine the face she had seen in the car. She once dated a Mafia back in Texas. But when she got tired of the sick games she had to come back over here. She know what's it like to be a Mafia's woman. Even though she's no longer dating or in contact with her ex Mafia boyfriend, his enemies are still her enemies and that was why she learnt the way to protect herself before leaving Texas.

Her voice shook as she spoke to hundreds of thousands of viewers. "My husband and I grew up together. My dad died saving his life. That woman has no shame! She tried to seduce my husband…" I lifted my gaze and looked at Miles, steady and cold. He fumbled and shut the stream off, guilt written all over his face. "She's making things up. You have to trust me." I gave a short, dismissive laugh and picked up my phone, dialing. "Hello, I'd like to file a report for defamation…"