Book 1: Chapter 28
Jason stood in front of the mimos, adjusting his tuxedo jacket with a confident smile. The fabric hugged him just night, a crisp reminder of the meticulous care he’d put into preparing for what he thought would be a romantic evening with Sophie. This was supposed to be their night–his night. He could already imagine the way her eyes would light up when she saw him dressed to the nines, a gesture to show her just how much he cared.
He reached for the bottle of the expensive perfume Sophie had bought him, spritzing it generously onto his neck and wrists. The scent enveloped him, a blend of notes that reminded him of late–night conversations and lingering touches. He paused for a moment, letting the fragrance transport him back to times when their love felt unbreakable.
With a bouquet of delicate lilies in one hand, he stepped out of his apartment and made his way to the car. The drive from his office to the restaurant was filled with thoughts of rekindling their connection, of proving to Sophie that he could be the man she fell in love with. The city lights blurred past him, each flicker a promise of a perfect evening.
Meanwhile, a woman stood in front of her own mirror, preparing for the dinner that she believed would solidify her place in Jason’s life. She slipped into the backless red dress he had gifted her long ago, the fabric hugging her curves in all the right places. It was a reminder of that night when he had first declared his love, and she wanted nothing more than to be that woman again–the one he
couldn’t resist
She slathered herself in a luxurious fragrance lotion, the scent sweet and intoxicating. As she gazed at her reflection, she practiced her smile, envisioning Jason’s reaction when he saw her. Tonight would be different. She was determined to make things right, to win
him back, and to ease the mistakes of the past.
As Jason parked outside the restaurant, he took a moment to breathe deeply, imagining the wonderful evening ahead. The soft glow of candlelight filtered through the windows, a warm invitation that beckoned him inside. He approached the host, who greeted him with a knowing smile and led him to a romantic table set for two, just as Sophie had always loved. Jason felt a swell of pride, believing
he had orchestrated the perfect evening.
But as he settled into his chair, a sudden tap on his shoulder broke his reverie. He turned, his heart racing, only to find a familiar
face standing there, a wide smile spreading across her lips. The sight should have thrilled him, but as he caught her gaze, something shifted within him. He felt a knot tighten in his stomach, a sense of impending doom washing over him,
“Hey there,” she said, leaning in as if to kiss him. Jason’s mind raced, confusion and fury bolling beneath the surface.
“What are you doing here? he demanded, the words tumbling out before he could stop them.
Her smile faltered, and in that moment, clarity crashed over him like a tidal wave. He knew instantly that this was a setup. Panic
flooded her expression as she glanced around, searching for someone he couldn’t see. Her composure crumbled, and Jason felt a sick sense of satisfaction mingled with anger, How could he have been so blind?
Just then, Sophie emerged from the comer, her presence illuminating the dimly lit space. She wore a stunning dress that flowed around her like liquid silk, her hair cascading perfectly over her shoulders. As she approached, the atmosphere shifted, charged with
unspoken tension
“Nice dinner, right?” Sophie’s voice rang out, calm yet dripping with disdain. “Does it give you the best feeling to taste your own
best friend’s husband, Mia?
Jason’s heart dropped as the realization of everything crashed down on him. The thrill of the evening faded, replaced by the weight of humiliation. He could feel the heat of embarrassment creeping up his neck. This was supposed to be a celebration, but instead, it
had turned into a public execution.
The woman stepped back, her hands shaking as she tried to defend herself. “Sophie, please,” she pleaded, tears welling up in her
Before she could finish, Ryan made his entrance, striding confidently toward the table. “By this means, our contract ends,” he declared, his tone firm. “I can’t work with someone involved in a scandal like this. It would ruin my business.”
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Book 1: Chapter 28
Mia’s breath hitched, the reality of the situation crashing down around her. She erupted into a flurry of emotion, screaming and defending herself, but her words fell on deaf ears, Sophie stood there, resolute and unyielding, her heart racing with a mixture of anger
and relief.
“You don’t get it, do you?” Sophie said, her voice steady as she pulled a document from her clutch
“This is your reality now.” She extended the divorce agreement, the prenup attached with a trembling hand.
“According to this, all of Jason’s assets will transfer to me if he’s ever unfaithful.” said Sophie, while looking straight to Mia
Jason’s face crumpled as he read the words, the gravity of his actions finally sinking in. He looked up at Sophie, his eyes wide with desperation “Please, just listen to me,” he begged, tears spilling down his cheeks. “You’re the only woman I ever needed. I was wrong Пll make it right, I swear.
The anguish in his voice sliced through her heart, but there was no turning back now. The betrayal had cut too deep. As she watched him crumble, something shifted within her–a bittersweet feeling of victory mixed with sorrow.
The woman, unable to contain her rage, turned on Jason, her voice a fierce whisper. “How could you do this to me?” She stormed out of the restaurant, her heels clicking angrily against the polished floor, leaving a wake of chaos in her absence.
Sophie’s tears flowed freely now, each drop a release of the pain she had carried for far too long. She had won, yes, but at what cost? Emma rushed to her side, enveloping her in a comforting embrace.
“It’s going to be okay.” Emma whispered, her voice steady and soothing. “You did it. You’re free now.”
Sophie nodded, her heart heavy yet lighter than it had been in months. She had faced the storm, and though the road ahead was uncertain, she finally felt ready to embrace the future–one that no longer included Jason. She had won, after all, and that was something she could hold onto as she stepped into the unknown.
