Jail for Me, Millions for Her - Chapter 5: Chapter 5
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"Rachel, what kind of sick joke is this? When the hell did I agree to a divorce?!"
"If you really think there's something going on with Lily and me, then maybe I should just give you a show!"
I scoffed. "Go right ahead," I replied before powering off my phone and joining the boarding line.
Settling into my seat, I exhaled deeply, the weight of the past three years pressing down on me.
From prison to now—it all felt surreal.
I never thought I'd be foolish enough to take the fall for Adam. And for what? It didn't buy me the life I'd hoped for.
I still remember Eric, Adam's biggest rival, tracking me down before my sentence.
"Sacrificing yourself for a man like that? Pointless. Come work for me instead."
But I'd been too blind, too stubborn. Three years wasted. A golden opportunity thrown away.
As the taxi pulled away from the airport, I switched my phone back on.
Instantly, my work group chat exploded with notifications—including a video.
There they were, center stage on the dance floor: Adam, one hand gripping Lily's tiny waist as they swayed in perfect sync.
Their outfits? Matching. Custom-made. Practically screaming couple goals.
The crowd around them erupted in chants: "Get together! Get together!"
Adam didn't deny it. Instead, he pulled her closer.
The way they gazed at each other—sweet, intimate—you'd think it was their wedding.
The chat flooded with "99"—wishing them eternal love.
Then Lily's Instagram post popped up:
"Now that the thief is gone, the company's future is brighter than ever. And the boss? Let's just say he's all mine now."
Adam liked it within seconds.
But for the first time, I felt nothing. No anger. No hurt. Just... quiet.
I left the group chat without a word.
Leaning against the window, I watched the city lights blur past, a strange lightness filling my chest.
Then I remembered—the $1 "bonus" tucked in my bag.
A joke. A slap in the face.
Proof his heart had checked out long ago.
And it was time I did the same.
At the hotel, Eric's offer was waiting:
"Rest up, then start. Department manager—just like I promised."
Three years late, but not too late.
"Adam and I are done. Don't worry—I'll give this job everything."
As I hung up, my phone buzzed—99+ unread messages from Adam.
I'd only muted him before. Now? Blocked.
The next morning, Eric met me at a café to finalize details.
Before we could even order, my phone rang—unknown caller.
I answered.
"Rachel, where the hell are you? Why aren't you home?" Adam's voice, sharp with panic.
I opened my mouth, but Eric smoothly plucked the phone from my hand.
"Well, well. Long time no see, buddy," he drawled. "Your wife—oops, ex-wife—is with me. But she's... a little busy right now."
"If you really think there's something going on with Lily and me, then maybe I should just give you a show!"
I scoffed. "Go right ahead," I replied before powering off my phone and joining the boarding line.
Settling into my seat, I exhaled deeply, the weight of the past three years pressing down on me.
From prison to now—it all felt surreal.
I never thought I'd be foolish enough to take the fall for Adam. And for what? It didn't buy me the life I'd hoped for.
I still remember Eric, Adam's biggest rival, tracking me down before my sentence.
"Sacrificing yourself for a man like that? Pointless. Come work for me instead."
But I'd been too blind, too stubborn. Three years wasted. A golden opportunity thrown away.
As the taxi pulled away from the airport, I switched my phone back on.
Instantly, my work group chat exploded with notifications—including a video.
There they were, center stage on the dance floor: Adam, one hand gripping Lily's tiny waist as they swayed in perfect sync.
Their outfits? Matching. Custom-made. Practically screaming couple goals.
The crowd around them erupted in chants: "Get together! Get together!"
Adam didn't deny it. Instead, he pulled her closer.
The way they gazed at each other—sweet, intimate—you'd think it was their wedding.
The chat flooded with "99"—wishing them eternal love.
Then Lily's Instagram post popped up:
"Now that the thief is gone, the company's future is brighter than ever. And the boss? Let's just say he's all mine now."
Adam liked it within seconds.
But for the first time, I felt nothing. No anger. No hurt. Just... quiet.
I left the group chat without a word.
Leaning against the window, I watched the city lights blur past, a strange lightness filling my chest.
Then I remembered—the $1 "bonus" tucked in my bag.
A joke. A slap in the face.
Proof his heart had checked out long ago.
And it was time I did the same.
At the hotel, Eric's offer was waiting:
"Rest up, then start. Department manager—just like I promised."
Three years late, but not too late.
"Adam and I are done. Don't worry—I'll give this job everything."
As I hung up, my phone buzzed—99+ unread messages from Adam.
I'd only muted him before. Now? Blocked.
The next morning, Eric met me at a café to finalize details.
Before we could even order, my phone rang—unknown caller.
I answered.
"Rachel, where the hell are you? Why aren't you home?" Adam's voice, sharp with panic.
I opened my mouth, but Eric smoothly plucked the phone from my hand.
"Well, well. Long time no see, buddy," he drawled. "Your wife—oops, ex-wife—is with me. But she's... a little busy right now."
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