The moment I confirmed that Olivia Carter had truly cheated on me, that quote popped up on my phone screen.
Calmly, I tapped into the trending post. In the comment section, under a book titled , I added a few ironic lines of my own.
After posting, I locked my phone—the screen still displaying our wedding photos.
Leaning against the cold, pale wall of the hotel hallway, I closed my bloodshot eyes, exhaustion washing over me.
I waited.
Waited until the frenzied, intimate sounds inside the room finally died down.
Only then did I curl my fingers—still wearing the wedding ring—and knock on the door, expressionless.
“Who is it?”
The door opened.
Olivia stood there in a thin slip dress.
Without hesitation, I pushed her aside and walked in.
The man inside froze, clearly caught off guard, not knowing how to react.
“Ethan…”
“Ethan Blake, it was me who seduced Ryan! If you’re angry, take it out on me! Don’t you dare touch him!”
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