The Year I Was the Other Woman To Myself novel Chapter 615

Penelope turned to leave in a huff, but the image kept replaying in her mind, making her angrier and angrier, so angry she wanted to go over and punch Theodore.

How could he leave two kids at home and go out fooling around!

It was unforgivable!

With that thought, Penelope went back inside. She had to let him know how irresponsible he was being, drag him out of a place like this, and then...

And then she'd figure it out. Anyway, she couldn't tolerate him being with that woman!

But when she returned to the club, Theodore was no longer at the bar. She hurriedly searched for him and saw him and the woman leaving through the back door. She quickly chased after them, only to see them enter the hotel across the street.

It was obvious what two people who had been drinking were going to do in a hotel. At this point, Penelope wasn't just angry, she was furious. Yet, her fury felt a bit baseless.

They were divorced. She had no right to meddle in his private life. But... but she was the mother of his children! Of course she had a responsibility to keep their father's behavior in check, lest he go astray and set a bad example for them.

That was a perfectly valid reason.

After reassuring herself, Penelope followed them into the hotel. The pair had already gone upstairs. Just as Penelope was about to ask the front desk, a man in a white suit entered with a group of thugs.

The receptionist saw them and hurried over to ask what was going on.

The man in the white suit announced he was there to catch his cheating wife, claiming he had just seen her entering the hotel arm-in-arm with another man.

"Sir, perhaps you were mistaken..."

"My eyes aren't broken, how could I be mistaken? The guy looked like a pretty boy, you must remember him!"

"Well..."

The receptionist obviously remembered but couldn't say anything.

She tilted her head and peeked through the gap, only to see the man in the white suit kneeling on the floor. Just then, someone strode forward and kicked him hard.

"You bastard, you came to catch a cheater and ended up catching your own father!"

Penelope tilted her head again. The man doing the hitting wasn't Theodore, but an older man with salt-and-pepper hair.

Compared to her, the man in the white suit was even more dumbfounded.

"Dad, what are you doing here? Where's Theodore?"

"What Theodore? Why would he be here?"

"This isn't right. I... I had Stella seduce him and bring him to this hotel, then I'd come catch them. So he wouldn't publicize this embarrassing incident, Theodore would have to make concessions on the contract, and we'd make a fortune. It was a perfect plan, right? But... where is he?"

The old man looked as if he'd been struck by lightning.