Chapter 122
Infidelity: His Regret, My Revenge – A Twisted Love Story You Can't Ignore
Chapter 122 Though he was smiling, and his tone was friendly, my scalp prickled, I was doomed. We reaction, the butt fucked under his eyes from lack of sleep. heâd seen it!
My smile faltered; I couldnât meet his gaze, Flowered my head, coughing wikandy Shey dray, What wed much wine last night;
everything was blurry, haha Evanâs expression turned cold. The smile vanished, replaced by an enigmatic gine in his eyes? Plechel je wet Me:â...Seriously, my vision was terrible, my fingers were uncontrollable, like When I senched for the fifpe words.âLike I was possessed.â
Evan chuckled.âKeep trying.â
I looked earnest, assuring him, âIt was a slip of the finger Even if I was sleepy, I wouldnât call him âHand In was a simple typing error.
Evan seemed uninterested in my excuses.âNo need to explain. A slip of the finger today, a ship of the tongue tomorrow. You canât just do things and deny them, Secretary Wen. His gaze was like he was looking at a womas whoâd slept with someone and denied it.
I almost had a heart attack. He thought I did it on purpose?! I wasnât suicidal enough to flirt with him like that Zach and Gary were bewildered. Wasnât she going to the office alone? They were completely lose Evan wiped his mouth with a napkin. âSecretary Wen came up here not just to say good morning, but also to explain the âslip,â
didnât you?â He gestured towards his phone.
My heart raced. He knew Iâd come to erase the evidence? I placed a strawberry mousse on the table. This cake is delicious. I have nothing else to say. Goodbye.â I turned to leave.
Evan stopped me.âYouâre already here; donât go.â
I stopped, turned, and walked back, bracing myself. Evan had Gary open the cake. He took a bite, then took a picture with his phone, clicking his tongue. Secretary Wen, help me take a picture.â
Zach and Gary were even more confused. A cake was strange enough; now he wanted a picture?
I sensed trouble. I smelled the CEOâs inherent scheming. The moment I got his phone, it hit me... a golden opportunity to erase the evidence! Without proof, I could deny sending that message.
I quickly opened his WhatsApp. His calm voice sent chills down my spine. âSecretary Wen, be careful; donât accidentally delete anything.â
I stiffened.â... Yes, sir.â I obeyed, deleting the message without blinking. Once is a slip, twice is a habit.
Deleting the message, I felt calmer, took a few pictures, and handed the phone back. âDone.â
Evan took his phone. Zach was shocked to see his boss post on Moments. OMG! OMG! OMG!!! Gary, calmer, was the first to like it.