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The Affair Revenge My Bestfriend's Husband Offered Me
Chapter 1 Cause His 'Her' is Back
as the day I learned my husban
ong number that wasn't wrong, a late night at the office that w
o
Five years being the good wife. The understanding one. The one who
nce Blackwood. I stood beside her at their wedding, watched her marry a man who looked at
that lucky could
r to my department. New boss. He nodded once. I nodded back. Professio
hat by nightfall, ev
, hidden it in the back of the fridge, imagined the look on his
dframe-that familiar, rhythmic creak I knew in my bones-but
. Low. Despera
ovi's car. In high school. Whe
the champagne. Didn't do any o
om door. It was open-
hat belonged to her. Her legs wrapped around him, red-polished toes curlin
es opened.
-Neri
twisted. His face-sweaty, flus
. When she told him she was marrying Vance Bl
med. Should have clawed. Should have ma
idn
round and
ll. "Nerissa, wait-" "It's not what
? The last t
ne he'd opened that morning, before her text arrived. S
stood p
sary down the sink. Watched it swirl and disappear. Dro
on the hook
ont door soft
he loudest soun
urred past. A cold, sharp part of my mind-the part
o, if I knew where his wife was. His grey e
ice was steady when I called my company'
mbers for the Harrington project for Mr. Blackwood's board
to the shared drive, Ms. S
ouldn't afford. Do you want to own that delay?" I kept my
click. She gav
n my screen. The
n. But talking, hearing his voice-that
ed a tex
my home with my husband. I thoug
