He Chose His Boss, I Chose Revenge — Novel

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In the twisted world of love and betrayal, Emily Johnson discovers that the man she married is not the man she thought she knew. After a shocking Valentine's Day confrontation reveals a dark secret, she finds herself ensnared in a web of humiliation and deceit spun by her husband and his boss, Monica. As Ryan's loyalty to Monica deepens, Emily's heart sinks further into despair. With their mocking laughter echoing in her ears, she vows to reclaim her power through revenge.

But revenge comes at a cost. As Emily meticulously plots her comeback, she enlists the help of her best friend to dig up the skeletons in Monica's closet. The stakes escalate when she discovers that Monica’s husband is stationed overseas, a righteous man who despises infidelity. Can Emily harness this knowledge to turn the tables on her unfaithful husband and his manipulative boss?

Tension simmers as Emily navigates a minefield of betrayal, deceit, and the desire for vengeance. With her heart in turmoil and alliances shifting, will she find the strength to rise from the ashes, or will she become another casualty in this battle for love and respect?

He Chose His Boss, I Chose RevengeChapter 1

On Valentine’s Day, my husband had yet to return home.

I went to his company, only to catch him on his knees in his female boss’s office.

I froze in place, nausea rising in my chest.

But my husband slowly wiped the corner of his mouth and explained impatiently.

“Don’t misunderstand. Monica Lewis just gave birth—she was feeling uncomfortable, so I had to…”

I cut him off coldly. “Isn’t a breast pump for that?”

The boss, Monica, leisurely buttoned her shirt and clung to Ryan Carter’s arm.

“Machines can’t compare to the warmth of a person. Ryan tried so hard just now—I feel so much better. This time, let him go home early!”

Facing her provocation, I forced down my anger and forced a smile.

“You’re right. I overreacted just now.”

They didn’t know I was plotting something bigger, something that would ruin them completely.

…

“Since today’s Valentine’s Day, I’ll let Ryan go home early. But you probably didn’t cook dinner, right?”

Monica calmly adjusted her clothes.

Her flushed face lifted as she smiled at me.

“Ryan ate well here already. I doubt he can stomach what you made…”