Chapter 30
Beyond the Divorce
The Mistressâs Provocation The message read, 1 just wanted to show you how amazing he is.â
Those few words sparked my wild imagination. I knew what the other party meant by saying Matthew was amazing. I was outraged and threw my phone aside, heavily panting to contain my impending scream.
I knew the person was taunting me. I clenched my teeth so hard they made a grinding sound. Then I closed my eyes and took a few deep breaths, After a while, I picked up my phone, grabbed my bag, and stormed off.
I could no longer hold back my grievances when I saw Ivanna. I threw myself into her arms and wailed.
I couldnât understand why I felt so shaken even after enduring torment.
When I showed Ivanna the photos, she roared, kicked, and smashed things around. I guessed it was her way of helping me relleve my frustrations. âThat bastardâs shameless! Disgraceful degenerate! How dare he?â
Once we finally calmed down, I looked at Ivanna and said, âI wonât fall for her provocations. Sheâs the wrong one, and I need to show her that her tactics are futile. If that womanâs got the guts, she should face me. Hiding and pretending like that wonât impress me âYouâre right, damn it! Are mistresses these days so daring? How can they use their shamelessness as an asset?â Ivanna ranted.
âIt seems sheâs someone we know or at least an acquaintance. She must know Iâve started working at the company again. Sheâs been inseparable from Matthew lately and canât sit still!â I stated, my intuition overflowing.
Ivanna sat beside me, saying, âChlo, it would be great if you could always stay this composed. Youâre right. I donât believe we canât handle her with our combined intelligence. This chick doesnât play by the rules, either.
âIt seems sheâs not satisfied being in the background anymore, so how do we deal with whatâs coming?â
I agreed with Ivanna. After calming down, I pondered how to respond to that womanâs blatant challenge.
âSheâs openly provoking me. Iâd let her off too easily if I didnât do anything. Since I know she canât stand seeing me with Matthew, Iâll do her one better and taunt her. Il rile her up!â
âBut what if that raises Matthewâs guard?â Ivanna looked at me with concern. âWhat if he teams up with her to target you?â
âHahaha! You know, heâs already being careful. He even went through the trouble of making fake has attacked me. Otherwise, why would he be so cautious?â I reasoned.
Ivanna snapped her fingers. âYouâre right! Whatâs your plan?â
âIâll continue showcasing our love and putting on a show with Matthew. First, it might force her out.
Second, I need to buy myself some time. We havenât planned everything yet, so we must seize every opportunity and maximize our time.â
Ivanna nodded continuously.
I continued, âOn the other hand, you should see what Johnsonâs up to. I know thereâs a secret between Matthew and him. Matthew has entrusted Johnson with a few things recently, which could be our breakthrough. Iâll give Johnson a taste of his own medicine if I must.â
âWhat do you mean?â Ivanna looked at me curiously.
âHeâs got something I can use against him!â I contemplated how to use Johnson as a pawn.
Before leaving work that evening. I returned to the company and went to Matthewâs office. Luckily, Erica Turner, the head of the finance department, and a client were in the office with him.
I seized the opportunity and boldly asked Matthew for fifteen thousand dollars, claiming I saw a few clothes and bags I liked while shopping Matthew had always cared about his image, especially in front of others. Without a second thought, he transferred twenty thousand dollars to me. Sure enough, the client praised Matthew while Erica couldnât contain her amused expression.
If this were in the past, I wouldnât have dared to ask him for money in front of others. I even refused.
whenever he offered, citing various expenses the company had. However, things had changed, and I could no longer uphold that facade.
Moreover, I knew Matthew would use my rightful company shares to pamper his little vixen if I didnât take it first.
After bidding the client goodbye, we went to the preschool, and I affectionately linked arms with Matthew, thinking a pair of spiteful eyes must be watching us from a dark corner. Sure enough, the woman hadnât finished messing with me.
This was just the beginning, I thought.