“Yes…Aadam. Deeper, fuck me..oh yes”“Please..please….daddy, fuck me harder!”Her moans were getting louder and Jeffery found himself frozen, unable to process the sight of the man pounding into his wife relentlessly.“Yes, moan for me, you slut. That's it.”This couldn't be real; he was in a nightmare. There was no way that his wife would moan under another man's touch. Not just any man, a man who had the audacity to degrade her to a mere slut. His grip on the cake box tightened and his face turned pale. He wanted to barge into that room and confront them, but he couldn't bring himself to do that.He had married into Cora's family 5 years ago and he owned a clinic.He loved his wife so much and the thought that she would betray him never crossed his mind.Until today.Her moans reached a crescendo, and then, he turned, forcing himself away from the room. His mind was made up with the next course of action.There wasn't much good in exposing this affair, and he doubted that Cora woul

"Mother-in-law?" Jeffrey's body tensed as he stood face to face with Cora's mother, Grace Miller.Grace glanced into the apartment and instantly understood what was going on. She looked back at Jeffrey, and her once warm eyes turned cold."So, it’s true," Grace said, crossing her arms. "You found out.""Did you know?"Grace didn’t flinch. "Of course, I did. And frankly, I’m relieved. It’s time this charade ended.""Charade?" His voice was hoarse with disbelief. "Five years of marriage was a charade to you?""Spare me. What have you ever truly given my daughter besides humiliation? You’re nothing but a stain on this family’s reputation."Grace's cold laugh echoed through the hallway. "Reputation is everything, Jeffrey. You’ve dragged this family through enough disgrace with that clinic scandal. Do you think any of us wanted to be associated with that? With you?"Her words were like a pickax slamming into Jeffrey's already broken heart. He couldn't believe that his sweet mother-in-law w

“You’re awake! How do you feel?” Rita clapped her hands together in relief. She walked over to him, carefully scrutinizing his body as if she were examining a work of art.“I’m sorry... Who are you?” Jeffery asked nervously, sitting up on the bed.“Call me Rita.” Her lips curled into a small smile. “And thank me for saving your life, young man. You passed out on the streets from a gunshot wound yesterday. I was the one who brought you to the hospital.”“Since I saved your life, you owe me a favor. You can repay it by answering my questions,” Rita said, folding her arms. “When I rescued you, you had a severe gunshot wound on your back. But strangely, after taking you to the hospital, the doctors informed me that nothing was wrong with you. The wounds even disappeared. Why is that so? It’s unbelievable!”Jeffery furrowed his brows, sensing a strange yet powerful force swirling within him. Not only that, he began to feel a natural affinity with the elements around him.It felt as though

Jeffery’s hand tightened around his phone as he answered, his voice strained.“What do you want, Cora?”Her sharp, mocking laughter rang out on the other end, making him seethe with anger.“Don’t play dumb. You know exactly what I want. Sign the damn divorce papers, Jeffery. Stop wasting my time—or Aadam will make sure you regret it.”Jeffery bit his lower lip so hard that blood started dripping from the wound. “You know what? You're right. I'll come sign the divorce papers right now. Having a fucking whore like you in my life isn’t worth it anymore!”“At least I'm not a poor dirtbag with nothing to his name,” Cora shot back. “Now hurry up and come sign this.”“Mark my words, Cora—you will regret this,” he said coldly before ending the call.He tousled his hair in frustration, recounting the years he had spent with the woman. Everything was about to go down the drain, and he felt horrible.“Something happened? I heard the word ‘divorce,’” Rita, who had been quietly observing him, step

Thirty minutes later, a black Porsche skidded to a stop and parked in front of a luxurious, expansive standalone mansion located at the heart of the city. Jeffrey’s jaw dropped, his eyes twinkling as he took in the beauty of the mansion.“Here,” Rita said, handing over the keys to the mansion casually. “Since you don't have a place to stay, this will be your temporary home.”His jaw dropped again as he stared blankly at the keys. He turned, glancing between the house and the keys in disbelief.After calming down, he shook his head slightly, intending to refuse.“Rita, I appreciate this a lot, but I think a hote—”Before he could finish, Rita silenced him with a sharp glare.“First off, it's clear that we are friends now. And as your friend, I want to help you in your time of need. You’re accepting it, and that's final.“Secondly, I’m just lending you this mansion until you can get back on your feet. Don’t be too hasty in rejecting my kindness.“Thirdly, it takes nothing away from me t