Drowning Him In Regret novel Chapter 31

Chapter 31

Chapter 31

“Who else could it be but Jude?” Vivian slipped off a pair of earrings, her smile brimming with smug satisfaction.

She sneered. “We’re going to a dinner party tonight. Obviously, I can’t show up looking like a mess. Jude asked me to pick something elegant.

“I mean, you’ve barely worn most of these dresses, so I figured why let them go to waste?

“If it weren’t for the tight schedule now, I would ask Jude to buy new ones for me.”

She carefully dropped the earrings into her purse, then began slipping on piece after piece of my jewelry like she was in her own closet.

Casey stepped forward, but I held her back.

“Leave it.” I murmured softly, trying to calm her down.

“Leave it?” she hissed, her eyes blazing with anger. “She’s practically spitting in your face. I swear to God, I’ll knock her out.”

But I shook my head calmly and pulled out my phone.

If Jude had really allowed his mistress to walk into my home like she owned it, then I deserved to hear it from him.

And if he agreed to the divorce–perfect. We could finally stop tormenting each other.

The call didn’t even ring. I tried again. Still nothing.

A malicious smile flashed across Vivian’s face. Her smirk said it all.

And just like that, I understood–Vivian had used Jude’s phone to block me.

She ran a hand through her hair, tossing it back like she’d just claimed her crown.

She taunted, “You still need permission to wear these dresses. I don’t.”

She said, adjusting a necklace in the mirror. “Love makes things simple. And let’s face it–he loves me. Do you really think you can win against that?”

Casey lost it. She tossed her bag to the side and rolled up her sleeves, shouting, “You bitch, I’m going to make you regret being born.”

I grabbed her arm, my voice sharp as I commanded, “Casey, don’t.”

“No way. Not this time-” she protested defiantly.

But the look I gave her stopped her cold.

Then i did something I hadn’t done in years. I pinched my arm, hard, until tears welled in my eyes. With shaking fingers, I dialed 911.

“Yes, hello? Someone broke into my apartment. She’s taking my things. Please can you send someone right away?” I pleaded into the phone.

Both Casey and Vivian froze.

I didn’t wait.

While they stood stunned, I yanked Casey out the door with me, slammed it shut, and activated the smart lock’s security mode.

No one was getting back in unless I said so.

Vivian started pounding on the door like madwoman, screeching, “Ada, you crazy old hag! Have you lost your mind?”

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Chapter 31

“You think you can treat me like this? Jude won’t let you get away with it!” she raged.

“Open the door! Now!” she demanded, her voice filled with fury.

I didn’t respond.

Just sat down beside Casey, who gave me a slow, admiring nod and complimented, “That… was amazing.”

Texhaled wearily and explained. “You can’t argue with people like her. Gotta go straight for the point.”

My physical condition didn’t permit a direct clash with her, so I decided to leave it to the police.

I figured as long as I didn’t care about potential embarrassment, it would be Jude and Vivian who ended up looking bad.

She kept yelling. After a while, I heard glass shattering from inside.

Tactually smiled.

Great, now the damage might be enough to press charges.

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Unfortunately, she didn’t go full demolition. After breaking a few things, she must’ve panicked. Then came the fake sobbing and frantic phone calls.

I could hear her whining at Jude through the door, blaming everything on me.

kept my face blank. I didn’t even flinch until the police arrived. And then, just like that, I let the tears come again.

knew I was good at pretending.

The officers confirmed my ownership of the apartment and turned toward Vivian with a much cooler tone, stating firmly, “You don’t live here, ma’am. You were trespassing.”

“But Mr. Carson said I could take these things! They’re not all hers,” she snapped, pointing at the jewelry, her face contorted with indignation. “And she attacked me! Look at my arm!”

She held it up dramatically–just enough to show the shallow cut from broken glass.