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I never imagined the first time I’d see Anderson’s face consumed by raw desire would be in his research lab.
His assistant was pinned under him, locked in a heated kiss, their frantic movements sending papers flying and making a total mess of his desk.
"You're married. We shouldn't be doing this."
When they finally pulled apart, Katelyn’s eyes were glistening with unshed tears, a wounded look on her face.
Anderson’s throat bobbed, his voice low and throbbing with desire. "Don’t you know perfectly well who my wife is?"
"She’s just a damn prop I married to get the research funding. Stiff, boring—she can’t hold a candle to you, not even a little bit."
A satisfied smile spread across Katelyn's face at his words. Their lips crashed together again, clothes ending up strewn all over the floor.
I remember this one time, my mom was in a horrible car wreck. I’d burst into his lab, completely ignoring the rules, just begging him to donate blood. And Anderson? He slapped me, hard, right across the face, in front of everybody.
"If your mother’s life puts my experimental data at risk, then the hope for every sick kid with a heart problem in this whole damn country is shot to hell!"So, the man who always pontificated about his 'noble' ideals could also stoop to every filthy deed imaginable in that so-called 'sacred' lab of his.
I silently slipped the diamond ring off my ring finger.
This marriage... maybe it was a mistake from the very start.

Husband Betrayed Me, I Chose to Withdraw My Investment

Friday really is a good day to get divorced.


First thing in the morning, Anderson showed up at the courthouse entrance with the signed divorce papers.


Katelyn was right behind him, practically glowing.


The moment they walked out after signing the last document, she latched onto Anderson's arm tightly:


"Ava, thanks for letting me have Anderson."


"I just didn't expect you to completely ignore five years of marriage and make him walk away with nothing."


"But don't you worry, we're going to be very happy together."


Katelyn's hand gently caressed her stomach:


"I'm already pregnant with Anderson's baby."


I recalled they were childhood buddies. "You and Anderson go back... what, twenty years now, right?"


"Of course." Katelyn lifted her chin proudly. "Going by how long we've known each other, you're the interloper."


"I was just taking back what was rightfully mine."


I nodded, a small smile playing on my lips:


Chapter 8