And I recalled what a scoundrel Ethan can be, so you’re also a victim here. I don’t understand those women who tear out the hair of their men’s mistresses and insult them. You didn’t tie Ethan to the bed, did you? He decided to cheat right before the wedding and betray me.
He wiped his feet on us, Olivia, and now it’s our turn. When the door closed behind Chloe, Olivia still stood in place and stared ahead.
Then she quickly changed Ethan’s shirt for her own dress and began to wait for Carter.
While Olivia waited for the man to return, she tried to calm down. The girl was in such shock that she feared giving herself away. She replayed the conversation with Chloe again and again.
The brunette didn’t look much older than Olivia, but seemed so wise and interesting to her, that Reynolds was amazed how Ethan even thought of cheating on her. What was he missing? Maybe he decided to have one last fling before the wedding, Olivia said thoughtfully, wandering around the apartment. Of course, she was hurt that she had become the mistress.
The girl didn’t suppose that someday she would take on such a role, and unknowingly at that. When Ethan returned, Olivia put on her duty smile. She offered her face for his kiss, ignoring the feeling of nausea that arose somewhere in her stomach area.
And yet this morning there were butterflies there, the girl noted mentally. I feel bad, Olivia lied, looking into his eyes. Decided not to run away, waited for you to say goodbye.
Let’s postpone our date. The man’s face darkened with disappointment. Really, very sorry, I wanted to spend more time with you.
We’ll have plenty more, Olivia hurried to console the lover with an intentionally happy tone, already calling a taxi. By the way, what are you doing in two weeks? I want to go to a jazz festival. You said you love jazz, right? Maybe join me, we’ll book a hotel, spend the weekend together? Olivia didn’t understand where she was going with this.
If not for the anger at this person, she would never have dared such a proposal in her life. However, the girl didn’t bite her tongue in time; she became too curious how he would wriggle out. He wouldn’t say, sorry me, can’t, I have a wedding planned for that date, let’s postpone.
The man indeed paused with the answer, but quickly found his way. I’ll have to go away for a couple of weeks. He shared his plans for work.
Very sorry, maybe next time? Olivia pretended to be upset but believed him. She even wrapped her arms around his neck, offering her forehead for a chaste kiss. When the man tried to find her lips, she perked up, glanced at the phone screen and exclaimed.
Oh, the car has already arrived, call me, okay? She smiled briefly, fluttering out of the apartment. When Olivia got home, she took a shower, the second time that morning. And not because it was hot outside, but because the girl felt dirty.
Pity that soul gel can’t be drunk to cleanse from the inside, Olivia grumbled, wrapping herself in a terry robe. The girl realized she was angry at herself for her naivety. Her condition worsened with each hour.
Probably she would fall into another depression, start eating ice cream by the spoonfuls, watch old melodramas, as happened after breaking up with her guy, if Chloe hadn’t called her. The voice of Ethan’s fiancée sounded cheerful, as if she hadn’t been cheated on two weeks before the celebration. She invited Olivia to a meeting.
The girl still doubted whether she should get involved in this. However, inside her, a thirst for revenge began to boil. She thought, why do all men think they can use her? Just because she’s kind and trusting? Is that a reason to wipe their feet on her? With these thoughts, she came to the cafe, where Chloe was already waiting for her. She was drinking coffee and poking at tiramisu with a spoon. To Olivia’s surprise, Chloe greeted her with a wide smile, as if they were friends. So, my plan is quite simple, nothing unusual, Chloe got down to business.
But we’ll try to shock Ethan. The wedding day arrived. Guests were seating themselves in free seats in front of the arch decorated with flowers.
Everyone whispered, expecting the bride to appear any minute. The groom was already standing at the arch with his best man Owen. Ethan was worried.
A lot depended on today for him. He had invited many business partners and potential and real ones to the wedding. His reputation depended on what would happen at the wedding.
Therefore, he was nervous, wanting everything to go perfectly. He had no doubt that he had chosen the right bride. Chloe was a gorgeous girl whom one could be proud of.
However, it wasn’t even her appearance that made her so attractive, although seeing envy in the faces of other men flattered Ethan. Chloe was smart, far from empty-headed. She was the heiress to a large company, which promised Carter additional income.
Her father had already promised to gift his son-in-law some shares. Couldn’t imagine a better marriage. The groom tugged at his black jacket for the hundredth time and adjusted the boutonniere.
Then looked at the time, then at the aisle, still empty, again at the boutonniere. Hey, maybe we shouldn’t have taken this thing with live flowers? He turned to the best man and best friend Owen. It’s already wilted, look, the rose is looking down.