The Marriage She Turned into War novel Chapter 146

Abigail's revenge on me had never ceased.

In the early days of our marriage, her affection had been the beginning of her retribution. She had lured me into a deep love, only to abandon me suddenly and leave me grasping at nothing.

After the abortion, a rift had formed between us. She stopped pretending and began seeking out younger men.

I never forgot the day she had lied about working late. I had brought her dinner, only to see a young man walking out of her office. My whole world had collapsed then.

The man had a trendy undercut and calm, indifferent eyes. His simple, modest style reminded me of my younger self.

When I noticed his disheveled hair and the faint traces of intimacy, my eyes burned with fury.

I had stormed up to Abigail, my voice trembling as I said, "Abigail, tell me this isn't true. You're joking, right?"

Even after being caught red-handed, Abigail had shown no guilt. Her cold gaze had pierced me, and her voice was sharp with irritation. "Samuel, who told you to come to my office?"

"Who is he?" I demanded, my voice breaking.

The man had smirked as he stood confidently in the doorway. He raised an eyebrow at Abigail, the two of them shamelessly exchanging signals right in front of me.

Abigail raised an eyebrow and chuckled softly. "Him? He's our company's new partner and supplier. We were discussing some upcoming collaborations.