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

　　"Are you sure we should be there?" I asked as Ela helped me knot my tie.


　　She glanced up at me with a furrowed gaze. "Is that even a question? Tonight is my father's sixty-first birthday, and I am his daughter. Would you miss your father's birthday just because there is bad blood between you and his fiancée?" she demanded.


　　Robb and I shared a very close bond, and I couldn't have wished for a different father, but I would decline an invitation to his birthday if it would help me preserve peace. Ela and I were two people who did things differently. Marcel was not only her father; he was her only parent, and she couldn't sit it out. Besides that, it would also mean denying Ocean the chance of going and wishing him a happy birthday.


　　I pressed my lips together and said, "I am just being worried."


Chapter 137: Differences