Infidelity: His Regret, My Revenge – A Twisted Love Story You Can't Ignore

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“Sorry, I have plans on Saturday.”
Evan politely declined. Helen felt a pang of disappointment. It was a death sentence; she should understand that their earlier
pleasant conversation was simply due to his good
manners. But the clearer she
more
was, the she didn’t want to miss this opportunity.
She put aside her restraint and said, “It’s okay, Mr. Jones. When are you free? I can adjust
my schedule. Can you at least give me a chance?”
Evan’s smile faded. He stated directly, “Miss White, you’re excellent, but we’re not suitable. I hope you enjoyed dinner.”
“I did enjoy it. I thought there’d be a next time; I like you.”
Helen didn’t hide her feelings.
“I’m sorry.”
“Can you tell me what you dislike about me? I think I’m pretty good.”
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“It’s not about you; it’s my personal reasons.”
He simply wasn’t interested. Helen felt wronged; it was really hard for her to meet someone she liked.“Can you tell me what kind
of woman you like?”
How high were his standards?!
Evan seemed to remember something; a soft light appeared in his eyes.“Someone with a good appetite.”
“Ah?”
I had almost finished my food. I put down my phone and looked up, but they were gone. Where did they go?
I called the waiter to settle the bill. A man approached me before the waiter, smiling confidently. “Beautiful lady, may I have your
name?”
“No.”
“May I...”
“No.”
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I efficiently dealt with the man, paid the bill, and continued checking my messages. The table was tapped twice. Thinking it was

another attempt at flirting, I replied with my usual three–part response:“No. I’m not single. I’m lesbian.”
“Since when are you lesbian?”
A clear, low voice, laced with confusion. A second before he spoke, I hit send. I looked up and saw Evan standing before me.
He slowly picked up his phone, opening the message I’d just sent him: Mr. Jones, since you’re having a good time with Miss
White, I’ll leave work now.

Evan frowned.“Besides leaving work, do you have no other wishes?”
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“...I want to be a billionaire,” I feigned serious consideration.
He laughed.“That’s not even a dream.”
Shaking his head, he left. I grabbed my bag and followed. Exiting the restaurant, going downstairs, getting into the car... I didn’t
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about him and Miss White. Whether there
was a next time was his concern; I didn’t want to cause trouble for myself.
But sometimes things just wouldn’t go my
way.
“Olivia, what do you think of Miss White? Give your assessment.”
A cool voice came from behind.
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Ah, the boss’s unreasonable question never misses their cue.
I answered plainly, “She’s beautiful and elegant, perfectly matched with you. From my observations, you both seemed quite
satisfied with each other. I believe further exploration of your compatibility is advisable.”
The car plunged into dead silence.

Cody’s inner wail: Oh god, every word she said stepped on a landmine! She’s not just dancing on the boss’s red lines–she’s
planting new explosives in the craters!
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Seeing that he hadn’t spoken, and given the deadly atmosphere, I cleared my
throat.“... These are just my observations;
they might be wrong. It depends on you, Mr. Jones.”
He remained silent.
Cody: Mr. Jones is literally asking to be emotionally flayed.
The air grew tense. Evan sat with arms crossed, his face carved from flawless jade–cold, impenetrable, beautiful..
The oppressive atmosphere lasted until we reached the apartment. I braced myself, riding the elevator with him, watching the
numbers increase:4,5,6,7... Hurry up, hurry
up!
“Ding-”

A heavenly sound. I quickly rushed out, “Mr. Jones, goodbye!”
Just as the doors were closing, a hand emerged. The doors reopened. Evan came out, grabbing my wrist, pulling me back,
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Warmth brushed against me; my wrist was caressed. He whispered in my ear,“I’ve decided that I need to tell you about what I
am thinking about.”

My heart pounded, my breath quickening. The atmosphere grew intense; I felt overwhelming waves.
“Do I have to know it...‘
I whispered, barely audible.
He tightened his grip, trying to turn me around. At that moment, someone rushed out, “Olivia, you’re finally back! Listen to this;
it’s explosive-”
Sherry stopped, seeing us close together at the entrance. Crap, it’s even more explosive here! Should I have not come tonight?
Am I disturbing them?
Seeing my best friend, I felt relief. I broke free from Evan’s hold, rushing over.“Sherry, what did you say? Let’s talk inside.” I put
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“What’s happening?! You two were kissing?! I’ll leave you to it...” Sherry started to retreat.
“Come back!”
I pulled her back, covering her mouth. Then, I seriously whispered, “He’s out of his mind; can you be clear–headed?”
Seeing my serious expression, she stopped joking. We listened at the door. After a while, we heard someone leaving.
Evan was gone?
I breathed a sigh of relief.
Sherry teased, “Olivia, are you gonna tell me that you don’t know Mr. Jones likes you? I’m not buying it.”
“That’s not liking; it’s physiological responses interfering with the brain.”
“What, you are not having a relationship again?!”

“It’s not gonna work! You know what I did after work? I went to meet his blind date
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‘...What?!”
Sherry was stunned.
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I sneered.“The rumors today were outrageous; Vivian called me this afternoon, asking me to tell him to go on a blind date. You
should know very well what she meant.”
“I should be grateful that his mother is gentle and polite; she gave me a polite warning.”
“If I’m not sensible enough, next time, I may
be fired.”
“Whether he likes me or not, the outcome is
the same.”
“I know how hard it is to get along with a rich family; I don’t need to experience it again!”
Sherry felt a pang of sadness: Turns out Olivia knows everything. She’s just trying to prevent herself from being hurt again.