Monique didn’t know where she got Karissa’s number from. She tirelessly sent many messages, even the most recent one was yesterday morning.
Stanley felt indescribable emotions welling up in his heart, as he fought back the urge to vomit while flipping through them one by one.
“Mrs. Vargas, you must know as well, Stanley now only has responsibility towards you, otherwise how could he fall in love with me? A woman who is not loved is truly pitiful.”
You see, this is the necklace he personally designed for me, the diamond is even bigger than your wedding ring.
Today is my birthday. He must have lied to you again, saying that he was going to meet a client, right? Haha, actually, I was right beside him when he
called you.
These messages were filled with many photos, including some indecent pictures of the two lying in bed together.
Stanley was instantly filled with chills.
He always treated Monique as a vain woman who could be easily dismissed with a few dollars, but he never expected her to be much more cunning and
resourceful than he had imagined.
He returned the power bank to the policewoman in a dazed manner, then sat back in the car and made a phone call to Monique, saying, “Wherever you are, come to my house immediately.”
“He didn’t want to see her again. Everything related to their relationship made him feel extremely disgusted.
Monique vaguely guessed the reason for Stanley’s unusual mood and excitedly dressed up before going to the villa.
This was her first time entering the room, and she moved around like a butterfly among the flowers, even going directly into the wardrobe to pick and
choose.
When Stanley returned home, the first thing he saw was Monique standing on the stairs, directing the servants.
She adapted to the role of the hostess in advance and arrogantly ordered others to do things.
“Not a single picture frame hanging on the wall is allowed to stay, who needs those worthless photos? I’ll go to the gallery another day and buy some
expensive ones to hang up.”
“The flowers and plants in the courtyard also had to be reselected. This is a villa, not a large courtyard in the countryside. What does it look like to plant some roses? If you don’t know, you would think this family is poor. Go and airfreight some fresh flowers to arrange, and if they wither, just replace them… Oh my!”
Monique was so preoccupied with being picky that she forgot to look down and tripped over the carpet. Immediately after, she exclaimed, “And this damn carpet needs to be replaced too!”
The servants were spinning around under her command, not knowing which task to do first.
Until Stanley stopped walking and ordered, “Alright, you guys go down first.”
“Airight, sir. So, should we follow the instructions given by the young lady just now?”
“Can’t you tell who was the master of this house?”
Stanley was the true master of this household, and the servants knew very well who they could offend.
Whoever couldn’t offend immediately scattered according to his orders, at least not staying in the living room.
Monique saw that he looked unhappy and assumed that Karissa had left. He found it difficult to accept it at that moment.
She hurriedly walked up to him, and with a coquettish expression, she took his arm and said, “I came over as soon as you called, why don’t you even have a smile? Don’t be unhappy, I’m here with you.”
With her words, the robe, deliberately loosened at the waist, slowly slid down her shoulders, revealing the carefully chosen straps of her underwear.
The bathrobe was just an appetizer, the clothes inside were the main event.
Monique was well aware of the reasons why Stanley liked her.
She utilized her strengths and reached out to hook the hem of his shirt: “There’s no one else here anymore, you can do whatever you want, I can make you happy…”
This statement sounded extremely ironic to Stanley at that moment.
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Karissa had abandoned him, what happiness did he have left? He coldly scrutinized Monique and questioned, “What are you wearing?”
Monique smiled proudly and said, “Did you recognize it? It’s the nightgown I found in the wardrobe. How about that? Exciting, isn’t it?”
This was Karissa’s nightgown.
Having an affair with her husband was incredibly thrilling to think about.
But Stanley just silently ripped off her nightgown.
This is how Karissa liked it, with no makeup and a simple style. However, with Monique’s so–called “clever ideas” making a slight transformation, it
immediately became extremely vulgar.
Stanley found it dazzling.
Monique was pulled by him and almost stumbled.
However, faced with his inexplicable anger, she also had a unique way of dealing with it. She directly threw herself forward and fell into his arms.
