“Okay, have a safe trip,” she said with forced warmth before hanging up. The moment the call ended, her hands trembled, not from sadness but from the anger that coursed through her veins.
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The betrayal was real, and Mila was done playing the role of the trusting, naïve wife.
Later that evening, she sat in her living room as she dialed another number.
This time, her voice was calm but filled with a new determination. She wasn’t just acting anymore—this was her plan in motion.
“Everything’s set,” Mila said smoothly into the phone. “We’ll meet there at 8 p.m.”
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The man on the other end agreed without hesitation, and Mila smiled for the first time since that morning.
A wave of empowerment rushed over her. This wasn’t just about catching Richard in the act—this was about making him pay for what he had done.
She hung up and stood from the couch, her mind clear and focused. Tonight was the night she would confront both Richard and Carol, but not in the way they expected.
