Chapter 118
I thought, Sheila, Rhea–they both have the same last name. Could they really be sisters?
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I was momentarily stunned, feeling completely disgusted by the scene in the hospital room. My gaze dropped to the fruit basket by my feet, and an idea suddenly struck me.
I remembered the business card the saleswoman had handed me earlier when I was booking the house at Srouver. I pulled it
inside. out of my bag, casually slipped it into the fruit basket, then quietly left, making sure not to alert anyone
Once I was back in the car, I couldn’t calm the storm of thoughts swirling in my mind. When have Sheila and Dexter gotten together?
The way they were acting–so affectionate and comfortable with each other–this wasn’t something that had just started. ‘Does that mean… before Dexter and I even got divorced, Sheila and he were already involved?
If that’s the case… the woman who took the photos from my office at the beginning was probably her. Or maybe it was because I had someone like Sheila so close to me that Rhea could freely come and go from my territory, again and again..!
I tightened my grip on the steering wheel, anger flooding my mind. I closed my eyes and forced myself to take a deep breath. Sheila couldn’t stay by my side anymore.
As I thought back on all the times I’d promoted and supported her, my heart felt like a crumpled piece of paper–no matter how much I tried to smooth it out, it was still wrinkled.
After a long breath, I finally managed to steady myself. I glanced at the photos on my phone, then backed them up to the cloud. Today had truly been a day full of revelations.
Not only had I caught Rhea in an affair, but I’d also uncovered Dexter and Sheila’s secret relationship. I knew I shouldn’t be smiling, but I couldn’t help it.
There was nothing more satisfying than discovering secrets about a worthless ex–husband after a divorce. These photos were evidence. I was holding on to them until the time came to use them.
Back home, I told Martha and Clara about the house. Since it was a full cash purchase, the title was in my name only.
Clara seemed a bit nervous. “Sylvia, the house will need renovations, right? I’ve only saved about 3,000 dollars from my part–time jobs. If you need it, you can take it.”
I was touched. “No need. The price per square yard at Srouver isn’t cheap, and the renovation costs are already included in the price. I’ve chosen a traditional style, so it’ll be ready to move in as soon as it’s finished.”
Everyone was thrilled with the news. Moving to a bigger, better house? Who wouldn’t be happy? I was also looking forward to brighter days ahead, hoping to finally leave the past behind.
Now that I knew Manuela and the others were just acting to try and squeeze more money out of me, I stopped paying attention to their drama. With everything going on at work, I didn’t have time to waste on their nonsense.
So, I told Sheila, “If you want to sue, go ahead. Do whatever you want–it’s none of my business.”
Sheila, who had already been discharged, looked at me with a complex expression. “Sylvia, don’t you feel the least bit heartbroken? After all, Mr. Cook was once your husband.”
If I hadn’t known about the deeper connection between Sheila and Dexter, I might have been moved by her words. But now, as I knew what I knew, it just felt like a quiet test.
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Not only had I caught Rhea in an affair, but I’d also uncovered Dexter and Sheila’s secretion. I knew I should be smiling, but I couldn’t help it
There was nothing more satisfying than discovering secrets about a worthless ex–banderace. These photos were evidence. I was holding on to them until the time came to use them
Back home, I told Martha and Clara about the house. Since it was a full cash purchase the title was in my name only
Clara seemed a bit nervous. “Sylvia, the house will need renovations, right? I’ve only saved about 3.000 dollars from my part–time jobs. If you need it you can take i
I was touched. “No need. The price per square yard at Srouver un’t cheap, and the renovation costs are already included in the price. I’ve chosen a traditional style, so it’ll be ready to move in as soon as it’s finished”
behind Everyone was thrilled with the news. Moving to a bigger, better house? Who wouldn’t be happy? I was also looking forward to brighter days ahead, hoping to finally leave the past
Now that I knew Manuela and the others were just acting to try and squeeze more money out of me. I stopped paying attention to their drama. With everything going on at work. I didn’t have time to waste on their nonsense.
So, I told Sheila, “If you want to sue, go ahead. Do whatever you want–it’s none of my business.”
Sheila, who had already been discharged, looked at me with a complex expression “Sylvia, don’t you feel the least bit heartbroken? After all, Mr. Cook was once your husband.”
If I hadn’t known about the deeper connection between Sheila and Dexter, I might have been moved by her words. But now, as I knew what I knew, it just felt like a quiet test.
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I replied, I might feel heartbroken for him, but who’s heartbroken for me? I don’t make a habit of feeling sorry for other people’s husbands. Dexter and I are divorced”
Sheila suddenly gave an awkward smile. “Sylvia, you’re right
I lowered my head and kept working.
