Sweet As My Revenge

did so. Lisa, enjoying the status and privilege of her marriage, sought generous compensation if forced to forfeit it. She was determined to contest,

a agreed with me. He smiled tightly at Jessica's surprise. "You don't think I could ke

ing off the alarm the morning the "operation" was planned. She would then fly straight to Monte Carlo, remaining there until divorce proceedings began, trusting that her

the law sees to that, even if she doesn't get as much as she wants. But Carl won't. He'll have to pay over and over again for that mistak

seemed to be unfolding once again, and as Jessica observed the anguished shame on his face, it was eviden

d. "You can't very well go sprinting around the countrysi

yes before he covered it with objections, and the glimmer of hope that tempered Fiona's response. Taking charge with C

n't condemn it, understanding he had been under fearful strain at the time. The obvious remorse in him assured her there would never be a second fall from grac

t or question, her small face stubbornly set. Jessica had the impression that if she hadn't been there, Fiona would have

quiet journey, with hardly any cars passing by. The absence of traffic only amplified her thoughts and worries about

g for her return. Jessica knew that she couldn't divulge the details of her encounter with Matthew Grieve just yet. There were too m

asked, his voice fil

ed with sarcasm. "More like a nightmare. I migh

time in pouring them all stiff whiskies, a gesture to calm their nerves. They r

a said, a crooked

rally, the fiery liquid warming them from the inside. It helped to alleviate some of the f

ugh dishevelled and unshaven, had an undeniable allure about him. The way he had looked at her, the way he had kissed her, had stirred something deep within her. She took another gulp of whiskey, attributing the warmth in her stomach to the alcohol, yet unable to forget the touch of his lips and the roughnes

ed at Fiona. "He's a workaholic, always at the office or away on business. He never want

stic life, but Carl believed otherwise. Perhaps his pride needed to find something positive about a woman who had used him for her gain. Of course, Jessica acknowledged, that Carl had also

confusion and frustration. "She mentioned that she would have likely ended up on th

ey discussed the length of their friend's marriage, nine years, and how she had tried to uncover any infidelity but failed due to her husband's powerful conne

r plan. Jessica, however, tried to reassure them that it was over and that they should forget about it. She urged them to go upstairs and rest, while she took

ght have an unlisted number. To her relief, she found it and dialed, her palms sweating profusely as she waited for him to answer. Each ring felt like an eternity, and sh

, cold floor. The pain in his head intensified as he attempted to move, questioning how he had ended up in this state. His thoughts were muddled, and he struggled to remember what had happened. Gradually, he recognized the taste of