Chapter 4
Infidelity: His Regret, My Revenge – A Twisted Love Story You Can't Ignore
Chapter 4 I arrived at Seraphineâs about 11:40. The butler looked very surprised to see me. He knew someone would come, but he didnât know it was me. Beads of sweat oozed from his forehead as he thought of Julian and Rita in the living room.
The marriage between Julian and me remained a closely guarded secretâknown only to our parents, Roy, and a handful of the Shaw familyâs most trusted staff, including the butler.
âCome with me, Mrs. Shaw,â the butler said as he stiffly led the way.
Before I arrived at the living room, I heard Ritaâs crisp voice.âI won again, Julian! Are you going easy on me?â
I stopped the pace. My mind was blank for a moment, but soon, I thought it all through.
I walked in with a sneer.
I had no makeup on today because I was carrying books. I was wearing a baggy white shirt and jeans, with my long hair tied up casually. Plenty of friends had said that I looked more freshâfaced without makeup anyway, so why should I fret about confronting my cheating husband and his mistress au naturel?
Julian saw me, his eyes flashed a bit of dismay.âWhat brings you...â
âYour mother called me,â I said in a calm tone.âHey, arenât you supposed to be in Hong Kong? When did you learn to teleport?â
His eyes were evasive, with a hint of guilt.
Rita, who was sitting on the sofa, got up and walked over to me, defiantly holding out her hand.âHello, Iâm Caffrey.â
I didnât look at her at all.
At that moment, Seraphine walked in. She took one look at me and then kindly held Ritaâs hand.âRita, did you enjoy yourself here? Make yourself at home.â
Then, she introduced me to Rita.âThis is Ms. Frost of our company. I called her here for some work stuff.â Everyone here knew my relationship with Julian, but she deliberately introduced me as an employee, which showed that she never saw me as her daughterâinâlaw.
4 At the same time, she was telling Rita I meant nothing, and that I wouldnât stand in the way of her marriage to Julian.
Rita proudly raised her chin.âJust an employee, huh?â
I ignored them and just looked at Julian quietly to see his reaction. He kept a cold face and made no attempt to explain himself to me. He knew what was happening, but he didnât care.
âSeraphine, donât we have something to talk about? Why donât we talk here?â I looked at my motherâinâlaw.
âWeâll talk about it another day. Lunch is ready.â
âSorry, I have other plans.â I turned to leave.
Seraphine snapped. âIâm your elder. Donât give me that attitude! Where are your manners?!â
I turned around and looked at her with clear eyes.âFine, Iâll stay for lunch. Donât regret it.â
I walked over to a single sofa and sat down. Rita sat down beside Julian, holding his arm.âJulian, letâs continue playing chess.â
Julian pulled back his arm and looked at me.
âCan you play chess, Ms. Frost?â
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ulian was silent. Rita and Seraphine stifled smirks. Theyâd witnessed people dodging veiled insults before, but never meone selfâsabotaging so blatantly. It took them three extra seconds to realize my choice of âgreenâ wasnât selfâdeprecationâit was a scalpelâsharp jab at someone present.
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like fingers.... bypassed her inconspicuous pieces entirely.
I WINâ Rita exulted triumphantly.
Seraphine erupted in performative applause.
Then silence. I began plucking stones from the board with surgical precision. There, glowing viridian against white jade a serpentine quintuple even the spectators had missed.
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