He Paid Me 1 Dollar For 10 Pounds, He Paid Her 100,000 For A Bag Chapter 05

He Paid Me 1 Dollar For 10 Pounds, He Paid Her 100,000 For A Bag Chapter 05

Shock hit his voice first. Then the fury.

“Tessa, I kill myself for this family, and all I asked was for you to drop a few pounds.”

“And you’re throwing our marriage away over this?!”

Everett yanked at his tie, pacing.

He kicked the suitcase over.

“You want a divorce? Fine!”

“Drop the weight in two months, and I’ll sign whatever you want.”

Every word came out like he was spitting glass.

Everett stormed out.

I stood there for a long time. Then, slowly, I smiled.

The baby was gone.

No more pills. No more injections. Losing the weight would be easy now.

Two months later.

Everett’s flight landed.

He pulled out his phone. Checked it again. And again.

Not a single message from me.

“Mr. Halstead, there’s no way Mrs. Halstead actually lost the weight.”

“The Langford Group just reached out. Their CEO is only available tonight…”

Mallory held up her phone, brow creased.

Everett’s jaw tightened.

A beat. Then, cold:

“Turn the car around.”

The car stopped outside the Langford family gala in Briarhaven.

Mallory hooked her arm through Everett’s and walked in like she owned the room.

But the next second, she froze.

“Is that… Tessa?”

“How did she lose so much weight?”

Everett followed her gaze.

The moment he saw me, he stopped dead.

“Tessa?”

He barely got the word out.

Everett moved toward me, eyes locked on my face.

Then he suddenly stopped.

“That can’t be her…”

“There’s no way she lost the weight.”

“She just looks like her.”

He pulled out his phone, still staring.

He called my number.

Across the room, I pulled out my phone.

“Hello? Everett?”

My voice came through his phone at the same time it carried across the room.

Without saying a word, Everett strode toward me.

“Tessa? Is that really you?!”

Shock broke across his face.

Mallory was already at his side, eyes narrowed.

“Mrs. Halstead, did you have liposuction?”

“Or get a gastric bypass?”

“How did you lose so much weight?!”

I swirled my wine and took a slow sip.

I didn’t answer her. My eyes were on Everett.

“I lost the weight. So when are we getting divorced?”

Everett’s face darkened.

“Tessa, this isn’t the time.”

“Do you know what kind of place this is?”

“What are you even doing here?”

“Did someone at the office leak my schedule?”

He grabbed my arm and pulled me toward the exit.

“You don’t belong here. Go wait in the car.”

“We’ll deal with this at home.”

I tried to yank my arm away, but his grip was like iron. Pain shot through my wrist.

Everett loosened his grip slightly and rubbed his brow with his other hand.

“I know you’re still angry about everything, but I only did it to push you to lose the weight.”

“Just wait in the car for me, okay?”

“I brought gifts back from overseas for you and the baby…”

He didn’t finish.

A man in a tailored suit cut through the crowd, heading straight for us.

He stepped between us, forcing Everett to let go.

“Take your hands off her.”

The sheer authority in his voice stunned Everett for a second.

He looked at the man, fury building behind his expression.

Then he froze.

“Mr. Langford?”

“You… you know my wife?!”

Everett’s voice cracked with disbelief.

Nothing about tonight made sense anymore.