From Heir's Ex to His Aunt novel Chapter 4

Throughout the three years of their relationship, Alicia had never questioned David's whereabouts. He was the one who would voluntarily provide the information.

This was the first time she had ever asked. For some reason, he was flooded with a wave of unease.

"Reggie fought with his girlfriend last night, and they nearly broke up. We drank so much that I was completely wasted, so I crashed at his place. If you don't believe me, Reggie and the others can vouch for me."

His words seemed spoken with heartfelt sincerity, but they just sounded disgusting in her ears.

It turned out that the man she once considered pure and innocent was just another sleazy man with a bunch of sketchy friends.

"Look, I'll call them right now." He quickly handed his phone over.

"No need. I didn't get any sleep last night, so I'm exhausted. You should rest, too."

"Please don't be mad, okay?"

"Okay."

"Oh, right. I'm having dinner with some friends tonight. Do you want to join us?"

He asked, knowing that she was always busy. She often turned him down, rarely choosing to join him on these gatherings.

At this moment, just the thought of his so-called friends made her sick.

She replied coldly, "I'll pass. I'm tired."

"Okay. Get some rest then. Oh, by the way… there's a gift I want to give you in a few days."

"Alright."

David left the house not long afterward.

Alicia quickly threw off the blankets and climbed out of bed. For the first time since moving into the house, she entered the spare bedroom.

Although they had been together for three years, she had always maintained certain boundaries. She had never checked his phone or rummaged through his stuff.

It might be that he knew how much she respected their respective boundaries, so he didn't even bother to hide anything.

Pulling open a drawer, she immediately came across a property deed.

It was for the little townhouse she had been renting, but the owner listed on the property deed had been changed to his name.

This must be the gift he mentioned earlier.

Did he purchase the house as some form of compensation for sleeping with me?

There was a phone beside the property deed.

She was surprised to find her picture set as the lock screen wallpaper. Even the password was her birthday.

It was hard to say he didn't love her. If he truly had no feelings for her, then why was his burner phone filled with everything about her?

Yet… if he loved her that much, then why was there another messaging app on the phone filled with messages from various known playboys and women from Litchbrook?

'David, that night on the yacht was unforgettable.'

'When are you coming to see me again, Mr. David?'

Most of the messages had been ignored. But among these messages, the one who contacted him the most was a woman saved as "Lily".

She tapped on Lily's profile. At a glance, the woman looked unmistakably similar to her.

'I miss you, David.'

'I've just arrived in your city. It's been so long… Don't you miss me?'

'David, I can give you whatever your girlfriend can't.'

These messages were followed by several racy photos—each more explicit than the last.

The final message… was a response from him: '10 p.m. I'll meet you at the hotel.'

Reading through the mounting evidence of his cheating, she felt as though she had fallen into a pit of ice.

She had thought he was a sweet and obedient puppy—someone easy to control, but in reality, he was a shameless playboy behind her back.

Thank god, I never actually slept with him...

Oh, sh*t! A sudden thought occurred to her. Recalling the wild activities of the previous night, she abruptly felt a chill running down her back. What if that man was just as bad?

D*mn it… I regret being so reckless now… I'd better go get tested.

Pushing aside the swirling thoughts, she calmly saved every piece of evidence.

She quickly realized why he would return home every so often, pretending to visit his family. His visits turned out to be extremely eventful.

There were yachts, nightclubs, cars, private jets…

Sure, he's young. It's only natural to have needs. But to act innocent in front of me when he was actually such a depraved b*stard…. That's just disgusting.

What a filthy and shameless man… Simply breaking up with him will be letting him off too easily.

She decided, at that moment: I'm going to get my revenge on him. He's going to pay dearly for this betrayal. How dare he deceive me, of all people?

Before that… I must prepare one last gift for him. It's going to be a huge surprise.

Various thoughts plagued his mind. Was I too rough last night? Did I hurt her?

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