The Betrayed Goddess: My Revenge Is My Salvation

him back. He straightened his attention toward the papers in front of h

," he re

red, and he made him

d to know she had

ing and he gave her even a second too soon, she would rea

t way. No matter what

hat you could manage it yourself. Don't make such a scene over everything. I know it must've taken effort,

ce looking up. Because of that, he never rea

etary, stood in front

briefly before saying, "Mr. Morgan, there'

voice, and his he

ly Leah stood there. His brows d

h blinked,

growing heavier. Was she really s

adly, Richard would've already come after him. But he didn't, whic

n't arrived yet

wanted to say something

ng since morning. Everyone was talking about Cathryn, the woman

day, Vincent had updated his social media,

fore long, and the image had alre

for the whole office. Every employee re

k and found him c

ood mood all day, saying he looked far too calm

didn't care. He was calm

ctually thought Cathryn had married him as

ided the news did not have to come from he

as kind and beautiful, and Leah still could not understan

yn seemed to have

gaze flicked toward her. "I noticed everyone had those little

m not sure. You should

she nearly rushed

till unable to m

his tie loose. What exactly was Cathryn trying

til he noticed a similar bag of

hryn co

icular. Was she trying to remind him

t had to

ood improved in an instant, and he g

n looked down on her for always preparing meals for him, as though she had

cooking had left Derek craving

aited for him. In his mind, the apartment was warm and rea

thinking about that savory dish on the ta

a hurry and nearly enter

opped. Cathryn should

, she used to come over every few days to cook for him. Now that

door himself, he pr

en another.

the silence stretched o

self. He pushed the door open, already picturing C

ble full of food and an ap

d emptiness

came from any of the rooms. Cathryn hadn't m

near the entrance, and

t to his phone, and h

ected after t

Derek. "Why aren't you home? You should be here making dinner,

sterday, fine. But the wedding still happened, didn't it? You even sent wedding fav

by the window

ing roses and shrub roses were blooming ever

his whole rant with

id happen. You're right about that. But Derek, you weren't the groom. So why would I coo

hrough the phone, shocked and furious. "If I wasn't the groom

clear even thr

k. If you hadn't treated me that way, I wouldn't have found such a perfect husband. He's more h

he was saying that she never notic

ce was usually calm and impossible to read, but now a

, magnetic voice. "If he's that perfect, why are you s

only to find Vincent's tall, impos

flawless, and almost

across his dark hair and

rd against her ribs, and h

e you with?" Derek shouted furiou

d with the screen for a se

vanished. He took the phone from her with one elegant hand,