Cheat With My Boyfriend Best Friend

Cheat With My Boyfriend Best Friend By Jane E.L. Chapter 48

Take Your C*ap and Leave!

Vincent smiled. “If you have something to say, open the door first.”

Without opening the door, I quietly took off the ring on my finger. “Vincent… I.. I don’t…” want to marry you.

The lies. The deception.

This wasn’t the marriage I wanted.

But before I could finish my words, Vincent’s cell phone distracted us.

From the other side of the door, Vincent’s cell phone rang.

It rang for just a second before cutting off. Then it rang again, and it cut off just as quickly. Vincent kept sending the

unknown caller to voicemail.

Why wasn’t he picking up? Did he not want to answer it in front of me?

Was it Emily?

So I specifically asked, “Who was calling? Why didn’t you answer?”

Vincent’s voice had a hint of panic in it. “Just one of my coworkers. Nothing serious.”

“Oh, I thought it was Emily.”

“Why would it be her?” His voice became defensive. “What makes you think that?”

“She’s your friend who was just dumped…? It’s normal to want

to call a friend and vent. You should call her back. I won’t get jealous over something like that.” I tried to sound as

empathetic as possible.

“Sure, we’re friends, but we aren’t that close… Olive, could you please just let me in now?” While he was speaking, I heard him decline another call.

Even after I gave him an easy way out, he was still lying!

A wave of anger swelled in my heart and destroyed the last scraps of love I had for him.

“Vincent… We’ve been together for years, and you…”

the slightest bit guilty

that, I was cut off by a barrage of text tones from

He sighed, annoyed.

to do, so could you be a good girl

for

jerked forward and opened the door, and I laughed bitterly when I

wait for my

had to

How ironic.

proposing to me. The

mistress’s side after a few

to say, Emily had some clever tricks up her sleeves. Last

slit wrists.

What now?

she about to jump

What utter bu*lsh*t.

her if I

my head and headed

I was halfway through undressing, there was a knock on the

frowned. Was Vincent back

here? Did he convince Emily to let him off the

louder the knocking got, the hotter

ring off the bathroom counter, stormed over to the front door, threw it open, and hurled the ring right at him. “Take it and

collided with his chest and fell to the

my anger suddenly evaporated. Embarrassment

It wasn’t Vincent.

It was Aaron.

in the doorway with his arm raised to knock. He was frozen at the sight of me, and I followed his gaze down. That was when I realized the top of my dress was

the door,

his eyebrows playfully and gestured down at my dress. “I thought you were gonna be

him and turned around

it. “Harry Winston, huh? Vincent put

up…” I grimaced and tried to s*atch the

raised his hand so high that even if I jumped up,

up. I wasn’t in

“You don’t want it?”

“You’re so immature.”

out for you.” He waltzed over to the open window

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