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…”

slightest bit guilty

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

He sighed, annoyed.

my boss is calling. There’s still work he needs me to

froze for a

and I laughed bitterly when I saw

didn’t even wait for my

to

How ironic.

he’s publicly proposing

to his mistress’s side

tricks up her sleeves. Last time, Vincent tossed me aside when she showed off

slit wrists.

What now?

about to jump

What utter bu*lsh*t.

her if I wasn’t the one being

shook my head and headed to

there was a knock

Was

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

the knocking got, the hotter

to the front door, threw it open, and hurled

with his chest and fell to the ground

and my

It wasn’t Vincent.

It was Aaron.

was standing 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

the

his eyebrows playfully and gestured down at my dress.

and

Winston, huh? Vincent put his

grimaced and tried to s*atch the

so high that even if I jumped up, I

I gave up. I wasn’t in the mood for his

“You don’t want it?”

“You’re so immature.”

waltzed over to the open window

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