“Michael Adams, that useless waste, just sitting there while his wife is about to hook up with another man.”
“He’s disgraced all men. Handsome looks can’t put food on the table. Without wealth or status, there’s nothing to connect them.”
“Exactly—just a broke loser. He should look in the mirror before thinking he belongs at this table.”
“I still think he’s inadequate. Sarah must just be protecting his pride.”
“Ha! Pride? He delivers energy drinks to Daniel every day, only for Daniel to bed his wife afterward. What an idiot!”
Sarah used to defend me, never allowing anyone to humiliate me.
But now her heart already belonged to Daniel.
“Michael, I have some business to take care of. Wait for me—I’ll be back soon.”
She hurried after Daniel, their figures disappearing together around the corner.
My fists clenched tight, rage boiling inside me.
Why? Why betray me this way? Why let me be everyone’s laughingstock?
I wanted to know if it was true. If she really had betrayed me.
So I followed.
When I reached the garden, a private place for secret encounters, I saw it with my own eyes.
Sarah and Daniel were soaking in a red wine bath together.
“Well? Bigger than your husband’s, isn’t it?”