The image of him being happy and loving with my best friend felt like betrayal. It felt like he had launched a knife into my heart while I was struggling to breathe. 
How could he betray me this way? How could he betray me with my best friend? "
You said you loved me." I cried out and brushed the tears running down my face away. 
He stared at me, and the coldness in his eyes mirrored the one his mother always had for me. "That was my greatest mistake." I felt cold. 
Once Imela believed love was enough, now not anymore. Love was just another lie that the weak believed in to keep them from seeing the truth: that there was no place for people like them in this world.

The Betrayed Ex-wife's Revenge

　　I didn't leave for home immediately; I spent a few minutes asking Ingrid questions about Ela. This was our first official date after more than four years, and there was a lot I needed to inform myself on. She seemed to be more than just Ela's assistant, and if I could get a thing or two from her about what the new Ela loved, it would be great. There was no impressing Ela; she could afford everything money could offer. Besides, she never loved me for the money. 


　　"There is a reason that even after many years, she still loves you," Ingrid stated.


　　"And what's that?" I asked, curious to know.


　　She stared at me with an absurd look. "I wouldn't know; I am not you. Figure it out, but most importantly, be yourself."


　　Be myself. How difficult could that be?


　　I went home, thinking of all the ways to be myself. This had become harder than I thought.


Chapter 76: Assignment misunderstood