Surviving Divorce Her Miraculous Second Chance - Season 1 Episode 68
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As soon as the words left my mouth, I was shocked at myself, it was so unwise.
The muscles on Oswald’s face visibly twitched a few times, but he quickly regained his composure, “It’s Carrie’s lover!”
I was stunned for a moment, not expecting his reaction to be so swift, “Wife, please believe me, give me another chance! Right now, our most important task is to take over Broadray Vision, we can’t lose sight of the bigger picture over minor issues. Prosper Materials is something you built with your own hands, you must also want to expand it! I was wrong, you can’t be confused!”
He held me tightly in his arms, whispering softly, “Man, I was wrong! I’m sorry!”
I was left speechless. The cleverness of Oswald lay in knowing what my weak spot was.
After a while, I pushed him away and slowly walked out of his office. I warned myself to stay alert, not to make a single mistake.
Because up until this point, Oswald had kept Lelia completely protected.
Returning to my office, I went through all the trending topics again, realizing I had missed one thing – the identity of the person who caught the adulterers was well hidden and had not been disclosed at all.
I had Eleanor put pressure on them, and soon a question appeared in the post, directly targeting the identity of the person caught in the act.
A single stone stirred up a thousand waves. This post immediately sparked popularity, the click–through rate skyrocketed, and the repost
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volume was constantly increasing. This is the commonality of the onlookers, curiosity killed the cat, especially Oswald, the cat that steals fish.
I had left the office quite early. At that time, the office was filled with onlookers, their gazes could have drowned me. To some extent, the cheating husband didn’t bear as much as the cuckolded wife did.
Once I got back home, I nestled on the narrow living room sofa. Suddenly, sadness overwhelmed me and tears started to fall uncontrollably.
Joy was not here, the house felt much colder, especially at such a moment, I had a premonition that I was about to say goodbye to this place. This 45 square meter cold hut, had carried my years of day and night and happiness!
How the future would unfold, who would still be by my side, I had no way of knowing. All I knew was that everything here had already been decided.
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But all of this, I had propelled with my own hands, I had brought this family to the brink of collapse.
I curled up on the sofa, not daring to pay attention to everything in front of me anymore. Although I was getting closer and closer to the success I had set for myself, I was also getting closer and closer to saying goodbye to this place.
When Oswald came back, it was already very late. He was exhausted. When he turned on the light, he was a bit surprised to see me curled up on the sofa. He quickly walked over and asked, “Cass, why are you lying here? Have you eaten?”
He reached out to pull me up, drawing me into his arms. There was a hint of genuine guilt in his eyes. In fact, my current state was fitting for my role at that moment – the reaction of a woman who had just learned of her
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husband’s infidelity.
He touched my forehead, “Are you not feeling well?”
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I looked up at him, acting like a resentful woman, and questioned, “My husband cheated on me, do you think I’m comfortable with that?”
He was rendered speechless by my words, his face turning an ugly shade.
“I said it, I was wrong!” He suddenly became very agitated, a bit irritable, “I didn’t expect things to turn–out–like this! I deserve to die, don’t be like this, I really know I was wrong!”
I struggled to free myself from his embrace, controlling my temper that was on the verge of exploding. I returned to my room, changed into my home clothes, and walked into the kitchen.
He sat alone in the living room for a long time before he finally came over and stood at the kitchen doorway, looking at me with an expression of wanting to say something but hesitating.
I deliberately didn’t ask him what he wanted to say. In the end, he sighed and said to me, “Honey, I need… you have to help me!”
I paused what I was doing, looked at him, and asked coldly, “How to help?”
His gaze at me suddenly flashed with a glimmer of light, “I think…”
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