Kill the Mistress, Not My Problem! - Chapter 2: Chapter 2
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Ryan Carter and I grew up together—childhood friends turned business partners, thanks to our parents' arrangement. They'd engaged us at three, and we married right before college graduation. For a while, life was perfect.
Ryan, ever the stoic, never flinched, never surrendered, and never knew how to love. At least, that's what I thought—until he started surprising me. A homemade birthday cake. A necklace I'd been eyeing for months, slipped around my neck before he pulled me into a tight hug.
"Evelyn, it's not that I don't have a heart. Give me time, and I'll figure out how to love you."
"Don't give up on me, okay?"
Every time, I'd nod, whispering that we had forever. And on those quiet, intimate nights, he'd murmur promises against my skin.
So when did it all go wrong?
Maybe the day Ryan met Emma White.
I'd stayed up too late the night before and couldn't drag myself out of bed, so Ryan went to the event alone. Emma was the other party's assistant—fresh out of college, all shy smiles and wide-eyed innocence. She didn't know how to play golf, so she asked Ryan to teach her.
Just like that, they exchanged numbers.
Two weeks later, they were official.
Emma quit her job and joined Ryan's company. He kept her close, training her like she was some delicate rose he'd decided to nurture. The worst part? I never even got to confront her. Ryan made sure of that. Every time I tried to dig, I hit a wall.
Once, I paid a fortune for Emma's personal details. But before I could act, a file landed in my lap—photos of my father's mistress, along with every dirty secret my family had ever buried.
That night, I shattered everything in the villa. Ryan just sat there, watching me unravel like I was the crazy one.
The irony?
Now he's the one who's lost his mind.
Ryan, ever the stoic, never flinched, never surrendered, and never knew how to love. At least, that's what I thought—until he started surprising me. A homemade birthday cake. A necklace I'd been eyeing for months, slipped around my neck before he pulled me into a tight hug.
"Evelyn, it's not that I don't have a heart. Give me time, and I'll figure out how to love you."
"Don't give up on me, okay?"
Every time, I'd nod, whispering that we had forever. And on those quiet, intimate nights, he'd murmur promises against my skin.
So when did it all go wrong?
Maybe the day Ryan met Emma White.
I'd stayed up too late the night before and couldn't drag myself out of bed, so Ryan went to the event alone. Emma was the other party's assistant—fresh out of college, all shy smiles and wide-eyed innocence. She didn't know how to play golf, so she asked Ryan to teach her.
Just like that, they exchanged numbers.
Two weeks later, they were official.
Emma quit her job and joined Ryan's company. He kept her close, training her like she was some delicate rose he'd decided to nurture. The worst part? I never even got to confront her. Ryan made sure of that. Every time I tried to dig, I hit a wall.
Once, I paid a fortune for Emma's personal details. But before I could act, a file landed in my lap—photos of my father's mistress, along with every dirty secret my family had ever buried.
That night, I shattered everything in the villa. Ryan just sat there, watching me unravel like I was the crazy one.
The irony?
Now he's the one who's lost his mind.
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