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

　　Cecil never left the picture; she had been in it all along. She wanted everything I had, and all she had done had been geared towards getting it. She wanted me dead but would also kill Oliver if she couldn't have him. People like her were insane and had no moral code; they would gladly trample on what they couldn't have, just as she was doing now. She probably had the key to this apartment and had given it to Gail to sneak in, carry out his mission, and sneak out.


　　It was her all those years. She had ordered these men to kill me; she was responsible for Elena's death. The snake had it in her all along.


　　She wanted me dead just as much, and she wouldn't mind hurting Oliver if he got in the way.


　　With the truth out for me to see, my perspective had changed.


　　If I stay here and keep silent, waiting for rescue, Oliver will die tonight. If I did something, we might see another day.


Chapter 100: The wench