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The distance between them closed instantly, but he turned his head away. “I’m sweaty.”
He had been filming all day and was sweating.
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Yolanda found it funny and actually laughed out loud. “Let’s go in. You focus on filming well these days.”
Ian’s Adam’s apple moved as he suddenly leaned in and kissed her lips.
“Then I’m leaving.”
He turned and went inside.
Yolanda stood still, raised her hand to her lips, and lowered her eyelashes.
Not far away inside the villa, Leo’s glass of wine fell straight to the floor.
He thought his eyes were deceiving him, so he rubbed them hard.
But even after rubbing until his eyes were red, it was still Yolanda–the same Yolanda who had sworn never to get involved with any other man.
Leo was about to explode. He threw all the glass shards from the floor into the trash bin and stormed out in a fury.
Especially seeing Yolanda still driving his car was disgusting. He had no idea what those two had done in the
car.
For some reason, his face suddenly twisted oddly that day.
He stopped after taking just a few steps forward.
Shock and surprise lingered in his chest; he truly couldn’t believe Yolanda had been unfaithful.
She was just kissing that man.
Does Charles know?
Who is the man Yolanda was unfaithful with?
Leo scratched his head in frustration. He had bought this villa on a whim; the location was hot at the time, with several nearby buildings already claimed, but most of these properties remained unoccupied.
He patted his cheek, took out his phone, and sent a message to Yolanda.
[Heh, guess what I just saw?]
Yolanda was already in the car. Seeing the sarcastic message, she didn’t reply.
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Anyway, nothing sensible ever comes out of Leo’s mouth.
Leo waited for ten minutes, watching helplessly as the car drove away.
His boiling emotions hadn’t settled, so he got into his other car and headed to Sinclair Group.
He told the receptionist who he was and then called Charles.
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But when he finally reached the top floor and saw Charles sitting in Mr. Sinclair’s office chair, he hesitated.
Charles had been busy lately, gently rubbing his temples with his fingers. “What’s up?”
Leo was the only one among them who didn’t have to work and spent his days playing games and racing; when he came around, it was usually for drinks.
Leo’s Adam’s apple bobbed several times, itching to say that Yolanda was cheating, damn it, cheating and kissing some other woman!
But looking at Charles’s face, he just couldn’t bring himself to say it.
Charles was very popular in their circle; even though he was married, there were still plenty of women chasing after him.
And Yolanda was from the Grant residence. Everyone knew Grant women were the most enduring–no matter if their husband was with other women right in front of them, they could swallow the pain and keep playing the role of a good wife.
Leo’s fingers hanging to one side suddenly clenched tightly, recalling Yolanda kissing him, and what she did in the car, imagining her delicate fingers making those moves.
His expression changed again and again, like a face–changing act in Sichuan opera.
Charles leaned back and asked, “What’s going on?”
Leo tugged at the corner of his mouth, took a deep breath, knowing this kind of secret was about to make him explode, especially since he couldn’t tell anyone.
“I was just passing by and wanted to see you. Haha, now that I’ve seen you, I’m leaving. Let’s grab drinks another day.”
He was the youngest among these people, and everyone usually indulged him a bit.
“Leo, it’s time you got some real experience at the company.”
Leo had already reached the door and waved, “I’m not interested in those colorful numbers.”
Back in the car, he pounded the steering wheel hard, strangely angry that Yolanda actually dared to cheat and betray her own brother.
Just wait! He would find the evidence and throw it in everyone’s face.
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He took a deep breath, then immediately returned to the villa he often stayed at. He packed some things and planned to move into the neighborhood where that shameless mistress lived.
As he was packing with his head down, the door to the room opened, and a man’s voice sounded.
“What are you trying to do?”
Leo looked up and saw that it was his brother, Xavier Lawson.
He shoved some clothes into the suitcase. “I’m going to stay in another villa for a while to change the environment and play some games. Charles, why are you here?”
Xavier scanned the messy room that he had already made a mess of.
“Are you in a relationship?”
Leo jumped up instantly like a mouse that had been stepped on. “No way! Women are too boring. I’d rather compete in more racing events!”
He quickly grabbed the suitcase. “I’m just tired of living here and want a change of scenery. Charles, I have to go now–I’m in a hurry.”
He grabbed the suitcase and strode out.
Xavier Lawson had a strange feeling that this younger brother was out to catch someone cheating.
This thought made him chuckle.
No girlfriend, so what cheating is there?
After Yolanda returned to the studio, she called Leo and asked him to drive the car back.
She expected Leo to ignore her, but he showed up quickly.
Not sure if it was her imagination, but his gaze felt strange when he looked at her.
Leo opened the car door and checked around to make sure nothing weird was left behind–no condoms or anything like that.
Seeing his disgust, Yolanda couldn’t help but say, “I specially had it cleaned.”
“Heh.”
Leo sneered twice, looked her over a few times, and cursed, “Shameless. A woman like you is bound to end up stewing in a pig cage one day.”
Yolanda pressed her lips together, just thinking he was losing his mind.
Leo sat in the driver’s seat, rolled down the window, and kept his gaze fixed on her face.
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What expression does she have when she’s seriously kissing someone?
Before, her lips had only lightly touched his–soft–but nothing else was felt.
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Yolanda got a little creeped out by his stare and joked, “You’re not seriously into me, are you? You’d have to get in line.”
Leo instantly got angry, his checks slightly reddening. “Gross! Disgusting! How could I possibly be into you?”
That was a pretty harsh insult.
He slammed on the gas and drove off immediately.
Through the rearview mirror, he saw Yolanda standing still in place.
Leo sneered coldly. He looked down on this woman, especially since she cheated. Nobody even knew how many people she had secretly slept with–she was filthy.
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Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.
Part 1: The Discovery of BetrayalYolanda Grant’s marriage was built on patience, sacrifice, and quiet endurance — but that illusion shattered in one night. It was late when she arrived at a dark, empty alley after receiving a mysterious message with an address. At first, she thought it was a misunderstanding. After all, her husband Charles Sinclair — a man of wealth, power, and refined taste — would never lower himself to something so vulgar. But when she saw him holding a young woman in his arms, kissing and touching her like a man possessed, every ounce of denial drained from her. Charles, the proud and disciplined businessman, was cheating — and in a filthy alleyway, no less.Part 2: The Scene of HumiliationFrom the safety of her car, Yolanda watched as the scene unfolded. The woman clinging to Charles was frail, trembling, and emotional, like a flower blooming in the mud. The surroundings — the stained floor, damp walls, and suffocating darkness — mocked everything Charles had always claimed to be. This wasn’t just infidelity; it was degradation. Yolanda’s mind swirled with disbelief. Her husband, who obsessed over class and perfection, had become a man of impulse and dirt. She didn’t confront him or make a scene; she didn’t even cry. Instead, she leaned back in her seat, numb, realizing that her marriage was already over in spirit.Part 3: Two Years of DevotionAs she sat there, flashes of the past flooded her mind. Two years of marriage — two years of her trying to please him in every way. She had known from the start that Charles didn’t love her. On their wedding day, he had made it painfully clear that his heart already belonged to another woman. Still, Yolanda married him out of hope, out of love, out of the foolish belief that devotion could melt even the coldest heart. She gave up her career, her ambitions, and her independence, just to prove she was worthy of him. She cared for him like a nurse for her patient — cooking his meals, planning his wardrobe, and tending to every detail of his life. And in return, she got nothing but distance and silence.Part 4: The Breaking PointNow, watching him entwined with another woman, everything she had built inside her — the patience, the sacrifice, the illusion — collapsed. The man she had once called her husband had become unrecognizable. He had torn off his noble mask and revealed himself as nothing more than a beast driven by desire. Yolanda felt like she’d been slapped, her dignity shattered into pieces. But instead of screaming or crying, she felt an eerie calm. Her pain was too deep to express. All she could think was: This marriage must end.Part 5: Charles’s UneaseWhile Yolanda drove home, Charles suddenly sensed that something was wrong. The headlights of a passing car illuminated his face, and a chill ran down his spine. He didn’t know whose car it was, but unease stirred in his chest. The girl in his arms whimpered for his attention, but his mind was already elsewhere. Straightening his clothes, he pulled away coldly. “That’s enough for tonight,” he said flatly. “The company’s got big projects. I can’t afford divorce rumors right now.” His words revealed not love, but calculation — every move guided by image and control. The girl, blinded by her feelings, agreed softly, claiming she would wait. But to Charles, it was just another temporary indulgence.Part 6: The Return HomeWhen Yolanda returned home, the villa felt colder than ever. She had just come out of the shower when Charles entered the bedroom, carrying his jacket. He looked as immaculate as always — tall, handsome, commanding — but tonight, his arrogance seemed cruel. On his pristine white shirt, Yolanda noticed a faint smear of pink lip gloss. She had never worn lip gloss; she hated its stickiness. That small, shiny mark told her everything she needed to know. As she dried her hair, she kept her expression neutral, unwilling to give him the satisfaction of seeing her pain.Part 7: The Cold ConversationCharles glanced at her and asked casually, “When did you get back?”“This afternoon,” she replied.He loosened his tie, unbuttoning his shirt as if nothing had happened. “I was out playing golf tonight,” he added. The lie rolled off his tongue effortlessly. Through the reflection in the window, Yolanda saw the dirt on his back — proof that golf wasn’t the only game he’d been playing. With quiet fury, she shot back, “Then I guess you scored plenty of holes. Congrats.”Her sarcasm caught him off guard. For the first time, he frowned, slightly unsettled. He wasn’t used to this tone from her — the woman who once worshiped him now sounded indifferent, almost mocking.Part 8: His Cruel ArroganceInstead of apologizing, Charles smirked and wrapped his arm around her waist. “Are you mad? I told you when we got married that I didn’t love you. If you’re that unhappy, find someone else to cheat with.” His words cut through her like a blade. It wasn’t just betrayal anymore — it was humiliation. He treated her heartbreak as an inconvenience, as if her pain were irrelevant. Inside, Yolanda’s chest felt like it was being strangled with wire, every breath searing. Yet she stayed silent. Her quietness, once a sign of love, now turned into armor.Part 9: The Memory of InnocenceIn that moment, Yolanda’s mind drifted back to when she first met Charles. She was young, freshly adopted into the Grant family, and he was already the picture of perfection — disciplined, confident, untouchable. Back then, she looked at him with admiration and love. To her, he was everything she aspired to be. Never in her wildest dreams did she imagine that this same man would someday make her feel worthless. All those years of love, of marriage, of giving — they now felt like a cruel joke.Part 10: A New Beginning Hidden in the Word “Fine”Charles chuckled when she finally said, “Fine.” To him, it was just another empty threat, another outburst that would fade with time. He kissed her cheek, confident that her love would keep her shackled to him forever. What he didn’t realize was that this time, “Fine” wasn’t surrender — it was goodbye. Behind her calm eyes, Yolanda had already made her decision. The love that once bound her had turned to ash, and from that ash, something new was forming — strength.Chapter 1 ends with Yolanda’s quiet determination to take back her life. She won’t cry or beg anymore. This time, she’ll walk away — not as a broken wife, but as a woman reborn through betrayal.
