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Adeline Paige found her husband, Tristan Kelce has an affair on their 7th anniversary night.[]
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She slipped her hand into Tristan’s tuxedo pocket and pulled out a sheer red lace thong, still wet with moisture and reeking of a musky, sweet scent.]
It wasn’t hers.[]
Adeline stared at the underwear in silence for a long moment before wordlessly stuffing it back into his pocket.[]
Tristan stepped out of the bathroom with just a white towel hanging low on his hips, his eyes dark with lust as he approached her. “Come here, baby. I’ve been thinking about you all day,” he drawled.]]
He bent down, his fingers sliding beneath her red silk nightgown, but she grabbed his wrist firmly. “Do you love me?“]]
Tristan laughed, bringing her fingers to his lips. “Don’t be stupid. I’ll show you exactly how much I love you tonight.“]
She turned her face away, her voice suddenly icy.” I’m on my period.“[]
Despite his obvious arousal, he backed off. “Get some sleep then.“[]
Before dawn, her phone pinged with a notification.[]
An anonymous email with a video attachment. []
The subject line: “Thought you should see this.“]
She opened it, and the footage began playing instantly.[]
Tristan’s husky voice filled the room-“Fuck, you’re so tight. I swear I could die in this pussy.”
In the video, Tristan gripped a woman’s waist brutally, pounding into her with savage intensity against the backdrop of–their master bedroom.]
Evelyn Grantham, Ansonic Global’s pampered princess, Tristan’s new business partner, and his best friend’s little sister.]
Adeline watched clip after clip, eyes burning with unshed tears, her fingers nearly cracking her phone screen.[]
When she finally looked up, Tristan’s side of the bed was empty.
She rose, throwing on her robe, and walked to the second–floor balcony overlooking the garage.
There sat her white Maserati beneath the amber security lights.]
On its hood, Evelyn was spread beneath Tristan, manicured hands braced against the cold metal, head thrown back as she moaned loudly.
Tristan thrust into her relentlessly, his mouth at her ear: “That’s it, take it all like the little slut you are.“]]
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At that moment, Evelyn glanced up at Adeline on the balcony, her eyes glazed with pleasure yet suddenly sharp with recognition. Her lips curved into a smirk.]
“Game over,” her sex–flushed face seemed to say.[]
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Adeline stood frozen, tears blurring her vision. []
She bit down on her lip until she tasted blood. []
Her pride, her marriage–everything had been trampled to dust in the dead of night.[]
She was done with him. []
Forever.]
She turned back to her room and dialed a number: “Mrs. Jones, I’ll take your one hundred million. I’m done with Tristan. For real.“[]
The voice on the other end practically sang with triumph. “Finally got the message, huh? You never were good enough for my son. Just some nobody who got lucky.“]
Adeline’s voice turned glacial: “You’re right. I’m not good enough. The divorce papers will be on your desk tomorrow morning.“]
The next day, Adeline stood outside the CEO’s office at Harmonex Group.]
As she entered, she put on a slight smile and walked directly to the man’s side. “Busy? I have some documents that need your signature urgently.“]
He signed everything without even looking.]]
Adeline collected the signed documents and casually asked, “Will you be home for dinner tonight?“]]
“I have plans. Don’t wait up,” he replied without lifting his head.[]
“Fine. I’ll get going then.“]]
As Adeline turned to leave, her smile had already frozen into something mocking.
Passing by the office’s adjoining rest area, she heard faint noises–like someone small hopping off the bed. Glancing toward the couch, she noticed snack bags scattered on the coffee table along with a half–finished juice, and a pale pink high heel lying on its side on the floor…
In an instant, she understood everything. Her heart turned to ash.[]
Back in her own office, Adeline collapsed into her chair. The short walk back seemed to have drained every ounce of her energy. She let out a long, defeated sigh.
She pulled out one document from the stack.]
The divorce papers.
Opening to the final page, she traced his signature with bitter amusement, memories flashing through her mind… his passionate promises when he proposed, her mother–in–law’s sneering warnings not to get cocky, how Amanda had said men
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could never be faithful to just one woman, and Adeline’s confident reply that Tristan was different…
Ha. He wasn’t different at all.]]
Cheating with some young girl, thinking he’d hidden it so well, shamelessly enjoying his affair, even bringing her to the office.[]
She snapped a photo of the signed divorce papers and sent it to her mother–in–law: He signed it.]
In one month, Tristan Kelce would be erased from her world forever.
“Knock, knock-“]
Adeline quickly tucked away the divorce papers. “Come in.“]
Ronald Hills, Tristan’s assistant, entered.[]
“Ms. Paige, the CEO asked me to bring this to you.” Ronald placed a dark green velvet box on her desk.
She opened it casually to find an expensive diamond jewelry set. The first image that flashed through her mind was… a short–haired girl in a bathrobe, playfully holding up a diamond necklace, with mood lighting behind her, rumpled bedsheets, and kiss marks clearly visible on her chest.[]
Nausea churned in her stomach.]
“Thank you, Ronald.“[]
“The CEO personally selected this set. It’s one of a kind, the only set in the world.“[]
Too bad his heart wasn’t so exclusive.
She no longer wanted anything from him.[]
Adeline forced a smile. “Is that so? How touching that he found time to buy me gifts in his busy schedule.“[]
Something feels off about her response… Does she know about the CEO and Miss Grantham?]
Ronald broke into a cold sweat and quickly left the office.
Adeline stared at the jewelry with disgust, as if looking at something filthy. She took out her phone, snapped a photo, and texted her luxury reseller: Sell this jewelry set and donate the proceeds to the Children’s Special Needs Foundation.[]
The reseller: “…“]]
5:00 PM. Parking garage.]
Adeline had just reached her car and opened the door when her eyes casually swept across to the opposite side, noticing a car that was already running.
Through the window, she saw Tristan in the back seat, with the short–haired girl nestled intimately against him, her round face youthful and cute, radiating energy and vitality.[]
“Sir-!”
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Ronald yelled in panic, slamming on the brakes.[]
Through the air and glass, Adeline’s eyes met Tristan’s.]
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