“Oh, he just mentioned a saying, and he got it pretty spot on,” Dereck said, grinning.
I forced a smile in response, even though my heart felt like it was being torn apart.
Dereck wrapped his arm around my shoulders, laughing blissfully. “They’re congratulating me for becoming a father and securing the global endorsement deal for the brand.”
Inwardly, I sneered at his cluelessness.
Looking at this man, so completely in the dark, I couldn’t decide whether to feel pity or contempt.
It truly was a "double happiness"—two betrayal at once.
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During a spring cleaning session, I discovered something shocking. Dereck had installed over a hundred hidden cameras in the house.
They weren’t for security. They were to monitor my movements.
When I wasn’t home, he would bring Claire over to our house to carry on their affair.
He had turned what was once a home full of warmth and memories into a sordid, no-limits love hotel.
The rooms I meticulously cleaned became their playground.
They tangled on the couch I had carefully chosen, pressed against the floor-to-ceiling windows, smudging the glass I had polished until it gleamed, and even desecrated the dining table where I ate my meals.