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

off

He sighed, annoyed.

There’s still work he needs me to do, so could you be a good girl until I get back

froze for a

opened the door, and I laughed bitterly when

wait for my

to be

How ironic.

moment, he’s publicly proposing to

to his mistress’s side after a few

her sleeves. Last time, Vincent tossed me

slit wrists.

What now?

about to

What utter bu*lsh*t.

her if I wasn’t

laugh, I shook my head and headed to the bathroom

undressing, there was a knock on the door

frowned. Was

was he doing here? Did he convince Emily to let him off the

louder the knocking got, the hotter my blood

stormed over to the front door, threw it open, and hurled the ring

ring collided with his chest and fell

his face, and my anger suddenly evaporated.

It wasn’t Vincent.

It was Aaron.

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

answered the door,

playfully and gestured down at my

I glared at him and turned around to fix my

up the ring to examine it. “Harry Winston, huh? Vincent put his money where his mouth

tried to s*atch the ring back from

so high that even if I jumped up, I wouldn’t be

I gave up. I wasn’t in the mood

“You don’t want it?”

“You’re so immature.”

you.” He waltzed over to the open window and dropped the

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