I Walked Away From His Regret Chapter 08

I Walked Away From His Regret Chapter 08

I stopped and turned to look at her

“Did you force Edward to fire me? Is that why he’s been so cold to me now?” She took another step toward

me “Sheryl, how did you pull it off?”

I frowned

“I didn’t do anything.

“If you’re unhappy, you can go talk to him about it yourself.”

She snorted, “Quit acting innocent.

“I knew you weren’t as simple as you looked. How could someone who stole Edward from me be a pure,

harmless little thing?”

My face hardened.

“You were the one who broke up with Edward back then.

“I never stole anything from anyone. I didn’t do it before, and I’m not planning to now.”

She opened her mouth to say something, but I cut her off quickly.

“Besides, you left so decisively back then, and now you’re back regretting it.

“We both know exactly what you’re after. Stop putting on a show for me.”

Her face paled for a second. She wanted to argue, but couldn’t find the words.

I looked her straight in the eye, my voice dropping low and dangerous.

“Oh, and remember that boyfriend you had back when you were abroad? The one who got you that job.”

She froze completely.

“He got married last year, and his wedding photos are really nice. Were you there?”

She crumpled the hem of her trench coat in her fist, “You investigated me?”

“So what if I did?” I shot back.

I’d seen photos of Edward moping over Queenie in a group chat once, so I’d gone out of my way to find out

why they broke up back then.

Years ago, Edward’s business got set up by someone and ran into major trouble. He got questioned and

investigated by the authorities, which sent the whole company into a panic.

Right in the middle of all that, Queenie got an amazing job offer abroad. She decided to leave, and broke up

with Edward

I also found out that while she was overseas, she had a relationship with that same guy-the one who’d handed her that job offer in the first place.

And that guy got married last year, and his bride was already pregnant.

She stared daggers at me, “Sheryl, you…”

“I what?” I looked at her blankly. “I’m just curious. You left so easily when you broke up back then. Now you’re back-did that guy dump you? Or is life abroad not as good as you thought it would be?

“Or is it that you saw Edward got back on his feet, so you shamelessly came crawling back for old times’

sake?”

“Sheryl!” she yelled, and lifted her hand to slap me.

But the slap never landed.

A hand reached out from behind me and wrapped hard around her wrist.

The force was so strong it yanked her forward, making her stumble half a step.

Edward’s voice came from behind me, low and icy.

“Queenie. What do you think you’re doing?”