The sound of his car engine revving up outside jolted me into action. I rushed downstairs and hailed a taxi. Typing out a message on my phone, I showed it to the driver: “Follow that car, please.”
He seemed to understand the situation and silently complied, keeping a safe distance as he followed Nathan's car. Soon, Nathan pulled up in front of a luxury villa.
I watched as Clair emerged, dressed in a revealing bunny costume. The black stockings clung to her long, slender legs, accentuating her sexiness. Nathan pounced on her like a starved wolf, lifting her up and carrying her inside.
Through the villa’s floor-to-ceiling windows, I saw them pressed against the wall, locked in a passionate kiss.
My hands clenched into fists, trembling with anger. I closed my eyes and let out a heavy sigh. The driver noticed my distress and tried to console me.
“Don’t waste your tears on a man like that, lady. Divorce him. He’s not worth it,” he said, glancing at me through the rearview mirror.