Caught Him Cheating—A Week to Make Him Bitterly Regret It Chapter 07

Caught Him Cheating—A Week to Make Him Bitterly Regret It Chapter 07

Seeing how angry he was, I didn’t get mad. Instead, I smiled. “I ruined your life?”

“Lucas, I’m not the one who ran you over. I’m not the one who stole your money. And you think I ruined

your life?”

He glared at me through gritted teeth.

“If you had helped me, my leg wouldn’t be messed up. My company wouldn’t have gone under. You had so

much money, and you wouldn’t even lend me a hand.”

“It’s your fault. I was supposed to have such a bright future, and now I’m living like a rat on the streets,

begging people to buy from me. This is all your fault. All your fault!”

And then, mid rant, he started slapping himself.

Again, and again.

I quickly took two steps back, afraid he might try to blame me for it.

If I had known he would fall apart like this just by seeing me, I would have come around more often.

The commotion drew everyone’s attention. His wife ran over.

She pulled Lucas into her arms and glared at me angrily. “Miss, I know you’re upset that Lucas didn’t choose

you, but he’s married now. Can you please stop harassing us?”

“You already got your revenge and ruined his life because he wouldn’t be with you. What more do you

want?”

Wait. What?

I rejected him, and he told her I was the one pining after him?\

I was speechless.

As I watched his wife half-carry him away, I almost wanted to run him over again.

The Interface said, “Don’t be mad. Who knew Lucas could be so shameless? He told his wife that the reason

he’s in such a bad state is because you got revenge on him for not loving you back.”

I said, “Did I ruin his entire life or something? He doesn’t blame Stella. He doesn’t blame the CFO. He doesn’t

blame the person who actually hit him. He blames me?”

“All because I didn’t help him. That’s how much he hates me.”

What a master at shifting blame.

Time passed. Ten years flew by.

I spent that decade living freely. I traveled all over the world.

Kaseide suceeded again. He became the owner of a well-known restaurant chain.

wew we were destined to keep running into each other, because I saw him on my first day back in townw

edooked nothing like the Lucas from ten years ago. He was wearing a tailored suit and carrying hinseifelt

ithidontidence.

plá riced down at his leg.

ill limping.

aith, long time no see.” He stood tall and confident, looking at me like he had already wow.on.

odded but didn’t say anything.

kept going. “I made it after all. Do you regret it now? Regret not being with me?e?”

ill asking the same questions.

Doked at him. “You made it because of your wife’s help. Why would I regret anythytiging?”

? chuckled and looked down. “I know you regret it. You don’t have to preteekerid.”

‘m not the street vendor I used to be. I have money. I have looks. Women throw themselves at me. Do you

Low what that feels like?”

f you want, maybe I could give you a chance.”

oking at that sleazy look on his face, I had to fight to keep ofroga gagging.

ucas, don’t forget who helped you get here.”

e frowned. “Don’t you…’

lidn’t let him finish. I just walked away.ay.

e Interface said, “Why did you remind him? That lat bastard was trying to hit on you.”

ighed. “I wasn’t trying to help him. I was tryinying to help the woman who married him and built a business

th him from nothing.”

t felt like helping a version of myself.”

lidn’t know if Lucas heard me or not. But one sentence wasn’t going to change who he was.

le day, while I was sitting at homerereading, the Interface suddenly started screaming. “Something big just

‘ppened!”

What? Is the world resetting agaigain?”

e Interface said, “NoSteela Haven is back. And she and Lucas are hooking up again.”

earing that, I sighed Alliopard doesn’t change its spots.

Stella came back to town, and they were in contact the same day. A week later, they were sleeping together.

I gathered the evidence, photos of the two of them together, and got ready to send it to Lucas’s wife.

The Interface said, “That’s interfering with the plot. It’ll cost you one year of your life when you return to

the real world.”

I didn’t hesitate. I hit send.

“If I live to be a hundred, losing one year isn’t a big deal.”