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…”

feel the slightest bit guilty for

before I could say that, I was cut off

He sighed, annoyed.

is calling. There’s still work he needs me to do, so could you

froze for

and I laughed bitterly when I saw that

wait for my

to be

How ironic.

moment, he’s publicly proposing to me. The

mistress’s side

to say, Emily had some clever tricks up her sleeves. Last time, Vincent tossed me aside when she showed off

slit wrists.

What now?

she about to jump off a

What utter bu*lsh*t.

I

head and

there was a knock on the door

frowned. Was Vincent

he doing here? Did he convince

knocking got, the hotter my blood

front door, threw it open, and hurled the

collided with his chest and fell to

stared into his face, and my anger suddenly

It wasn’t Vincent.

It was Aaron.

the doorway with his arm raised to knock. He was frozen at the sight of me, and I followed his gaze down. That

the door,

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

I glared at him and turned around

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

grimaced and tried to

I jumped

wasn’t in the mood

“You don’t want it?”

“You’re so immature.”

it, I’ll throw it out for you.” He waltzed over

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