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“Baby, you’re back so soon? Why didn’t you tell me? I could have picked you up.”
I pretended to know nothing.
Chloe lied without batting an eye: “The training was compressed into one day. Most importantly, I missed you, so I rushed back.”
Tsk, tsk, tsk.
A cheater’s mouth, full of lies.
I looked at her neck suspiciously: “What happened here? Are you having an allergic
reaction?”
“I went for a gua sha treatment with a colleague, and this is how it turned out. I’m so
annoyed, I wish I hadn’t gone.”
Gua sha?
What a lame excuse.
I had noticed last night that Greg had left a hickey on Chloe’s neck. I was curious how
Chloe would explain it to me when she got back.
I didn’t expect her to actually get a gua sha treatment to cover it up.
Chloe chatted with me for a bit, then used the excuse of needing a shower to hide in the
bathroom with her phone.
She was actually going to check on her lover’s injuries.
I still restrained myself from exposing her.
Their carefully planned rendezvous had been disrupted, and Greg, now terrified, had retreated into his shell like a turtle.
At work, he wouldn’t dare say a word to Chloe, fearing someone might notice. After all, he
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still didn’t know who had informed on his affair with his ex–girlfriend.
Greg even persuaded Chloe to delete all their chat records from her phone, but fortunately, I had already backed everything up.
Chloe was upset again by Greg’s retreating attitude.
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Like all mistresses aiming to replace the wife, how could she be content when the man she thought she had successfully snagged had returned to his family?
When chatting with Chloe, I deliberately brought up Greg and his wife.
“Baby, I think I saw your company’s vice president today. He was embracing his wife, being so gentle and caring. What a good husband!”
I kept praising Greg’s wife, saying how beautiful and elegant she was, how well Greg took care of his wife, what a good husband he was.
Chloe’s mouth twitched with anger, but she couldn’t show any reaction in front of me.
She kept pressuring Greg on SnapChat: “How long do you expect me to wait? I don’t want to keep sneaking around!”
