Ethan felt there was no point in lying anymore. He sighed heavily and, gathering his thoughts, said, “I’m sorry. I was wrong. I lied to you.”
His voice was weak, stripped of its usual confidence.
“Oh, come on,” Lauren replied coolly, setting the photo down and meeting his gaze. “I’m not mad. And you know why? Because I’m my own boss now. And you? You’re back to zero.”
Ethan felt his world crumble under her words. Used to always being on top, he suddenly found himself the loser.
“By the way, darling,” Lauren added, her tone growing colder. “After the divorce, you’ll only see Emily on weekends. I’ve told her about your betrayal. And guess what? She’s not too keen on seeing you.”
Those words hit Ethan harder than anything else. He adored Emily, and the thought of her turning away from him was unbearable. He realized his life would never be the same.
With all the cards on the table, Ethan admitted his carefully crafted spy game had backfired. His illusion of control collapsed like a house of cards. While he reveled in his romantic escapades, Lauren had been orchestrating her plan with the skill of a cunning strategist.
Her revenge came swiftly and inevitably, forcing Ethan to see he’d been a pawn in her game. Lauren, cold and confident, got exactly what she wanted—and more: the chance to end it on her terms.
As the saying goes, don’t rush to seek revenge. It’s a dish best served cold.