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 entered the living room dressed in a black three-piece suit and blue tie on a white collared long sleeve, ready for work. These were the new clothes Jayden brought over when I told him I would leave work from here yesterday. We were the same height and size, so I knew the clothes would fit perfectly even before wearing them.


　　"You're not going to work?" I asked as I stepped out of the bedroom, and I found Jayden standing in his living room in white shorts and a black tank top.


　　He had a bottle of wine in his hand, which was too early for the morning. He also looked angrier than last night when I came in. I had already been through enough yesterday, and I didn't bother asking what was wrong then. Seeing that the anger still held him tight even this morning sparked my concern.


Chapter 85: To friends