His Side Chick Made Him Dump Me… 100 Times! Now Watch Him Beg! - Chapter 50: Chapter 50

A flash of shock crossed Ryan's face, then his eyes narrowed.
"Are you threatening me?"
The moment those words left his mouth, I knew our marriage was beyond saving.
After a beat of silence, he spoke again.
"I'm not firing someone who hasn't done anything wrong."
His answer said everything.
The hypocrisy in his eyes made me physically sick.
Before he could say another word, I turned and walked away.
When I parked outside the hospital, my phone buzzed with a notification—my legal team had sent over Maria's background check.
My gut told me Ryan wouldn't just randomly develop feelings for some middle-aged woman. There had to be history between them.
That's why I'd hired investigators to dig into Maria's past.
Sure enough, when I saw that she'd worked as a dorm supervisor at Westfield University—Ryan's college—a chill ran down my spine.
Ryan and I had been Westfield's golden couple.
He was the campus heartthrob who only had patience for me.
We studied together in the library, worked on projects at coffee shops, tried every restaurant near campus, and he even texted me his bedtime every night.
We knew each other inside and out. I thought we had the perfect love story.
But after five years together, staring at this file, I suddenly wondered—did I really know Ryan at all?
My mind raced through every memory from college.
Then it hit me—that summer during junior year, I had seen Maria before.
Ryan had been allowed to stay in the dorms over break because of his good grades and financial situation—the university's way of showing they cared about underprivileged students.
During summer break, because he'd said he missed me, I snuck away from my family and showed up at his dorm with gifts, bursting with excitement.
I hadn't noticed he was coming out of the supervisor's office, his shirt wrinkled. I smoothed it out with my hands, shyly asking if he was surprised to see me.
He'd blushed, something intense flickering in his eyes—I thought it was love.
But there was this stare I couldn't ignore from somewhere in the building. I looked up and saw a middle-aged woman.
She was watching us from the dim hallway.
Even though I couldn't make out her expression, it made me uncomfortable.
After a moment, I asked curiously, "Is your dorm supervisor really strict?"
Back then Ryan just brushed it off and changed the subject, and I quickly forgot about that weird feeling.
Soon after that was my birthday. I saw a gold necklace in Ryan's online shopping cart—kind of old-fashioned, but expensive for a broke college student.
I was so touched I actually cried.
But my actual birthday gift was just a simple crystal bracelet.
I never asked what happened to that gold necklace from his cart.
I thought he was just strapped for cash and tried to protect his pride.
It never occurred to me that maybe he'd given that necklace to someone else.
Suddenly my heart raced as all those weird moments started making sense—
During his startup days, the homemade soup that kept appearing on his desk wasn't from some fancy meal service.
After three-week business trips, his clothes came back spotless and smelling like soap—definitely not from the hotel laundry service.
On our wedding night, some random phone call kept him busy until sunrise. Looking back, it probably wasn't work calling at all....
A cold dread crept up my spine.
The man everyone thought loved me more than life itself had been lying to me all along.
Before the betrayal hit me, it was the complete shattering of everything I thought I knew.
All the emotions I'd been holding back for days finally broke free as I slumped against the steering wheel, sobbing uncontrollably.