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

　　With Fermín off to his honeymoon with Ingrid, the running of the Garcia Group was in the hands of Carmelle Ortega. He had reported back to the state a month prior, stating his decision on everything. She would oversee the running and reporting until his return. The middle-aged woman has been competent in her work, so it was expected she would deliver.


　　I had promised Marcel that I would visit here before leaving, and that was what I planned for. 


　　Monique stayed with Ocean, and she would prepare him for our departure.


　　I arrived at the Garcia Group firm in Madrid, and I stood to stare up at the building. It brought back memories, some of which were of visiting and following Marcel's instructions. It had taken a few minutes for my gaped mouth to close back then as I told myself that my father owned this massive firm when I first saw it. It's been two years since I last walked this path. How quickly time flies!


Chapter 129: Entitlement