"You feel so f**king good." a deep voice, one I knew all too well, grunted.
I watched my husband Daniel and my assistant Esme banging each other right on my table. My hands flew to my mouth as realization dawned on me, the shock from seeing and hearing them made me shift back, stumbling against the table, and I pushed the chair backward.
"Did you hear that?"
I quickly dodged and stepped back from the glass view.
"What?" Daniel hissed impatiently.
"I think I heard-" Esme trailed off, "Never mind, just hurry up already."
"No need to rush, there is still time before the b*tch lands." His statement was like a slap to my face, my ears were ringing.
"Really?"
"Yes, baby, a few more rounds for us."
"Once she's back, I can't have you." 
"I know, but it's just for a while, you know it's you I love, it's her money that's keeping me."
Their mixed chuckle ran across the room, traveled up my nerves, and made my heart sink to my stomach. 
***
When Elsie uncovers the affair between her husband and her trusted assistant, her world shatters. The dual betrayal by the man she loved for years and the assistant she relied on leave her devastated and nearly hopeless.
But after the initial shock, Elsie regains her strength. She contacts a lawyer to prepare for divorce and makes a bold move- switching jobs and joining the company of her longtime rival, Albie.

What starts as a search for solace turns into something much more dangerous. Albie's relentless pursuit leaves Elsie feeling increasingly drawn to him, despite her resolve. Will she lose herself in a passion she never expected, or find a new path to healing?

Divorced My Cheating Husband and Remarried My Rival

　　"I hereby adjoin this meeting till next year and around this period."


　　That was an odd way of ending a meeting but I'm glad it has ended. Was it just me or did no one find that strange? I was the only one who found it weird.


　　"It's how he has chosen to end the annual meeting, trust me, we too know it's odd but we just go with the flow," Albie whispered slowly into my ears as we got up from our chairs and headed out.


　　"Yes, especially if you understand his humor."


　　I turned to look at Mr. Larson, he did have a different way of addressing and handling things.


　　We moved out of the center, all workers hurdling to their rooms and some were up for lunch. I was a bit hungry myself and I could devour a sandwich or two.


　　"Albie." Someone called his name and we paused to turn.


CHAPTER 52 The Hurt Of Breaking Up