- 8.
He took Chloe home that day.
I don’t know what he promised her, but the
woman who wouldn’t leave before willingly
got into his car.
Before leaving, Chloe leaned close and
whispered, “Ashley, just you wait and see, I
won’t lose.”
“Mark doesn’t love you anymore, he’ll be mine
soon!”
I watched her sashay into Mark’s car.
Then, I turned on the car’s surveillance
camera.
Sending him to deal with Chloe wasn’t
going to forgive him.
But they were still in the flirting stage, they hadn’t done anything concrete yet. So, I
created an opportunity for them.
With proof of Mark’s infidelity, I could
rightfully make him leave with nothing, and
give Chloe the life she’d always dreamed of.
A rich housewife?
Hah, more like a beggar.
In the car, they didn’t disappoint.
Chloe pulled her collar open, revealing the
scalded skin, crying pitifully.
“Chloe, I didn’t mean to do that just now, your sister is just so domineering. After we got
married, I put all our assets in her name, and
now she wants to kick me out!”
He sighed. “If only I’d met you first…”
Chloe sobbed, “Mark, I know everything! I
know a man like you needs a gentle,
understanding wife. Ashley doesn’t deserve
you, you deserve better.”
Their gazes locked, filled with lust.
He parked the car on the side of the road,
and soon,
filled the air.
She moaned, “Mark, are you really going to
send me home? Can you bear to?”
Mark ripped her clothes off. “How could I?
Don’t worry, I have an apartment downtown,
I’ll take you there. Once I get my money back from Ashley, I’ll marry you!”
“And I’ll get you a job at the agency
tomorrow!”
Chloe cried tears of joy, her ministrations
becoming even more enthusiastic.
I closed the recording with satisfaction.
I wonder if they’d still be so eager when they
saw their faces plastered on the company’s
big screen?
He’d probably be scared impotent for life.
