Love from My Dominant Boss novel Chapter 3

“You went too far, Anna. How could you hit her? When did you become so violent?”

Justin abruptly turned around and pinned his eyes on me, the wrath and reproach in his gaze plainly visible.

All at once, my heart felt as though it had been sliced into ribbons. I gaped at him, my face drained of all color.

Haha, it’s glaringly obvious that I can’t compare to Mabel in his eyes! But I’m his fiancée! We’re getting married tomorrow, yet he had no qualms about being intimate with another woman in our new house. To make matters worse, the woman even turned out to be my best friend since my university days!

“Get out of here, Mabel Quintrell! This is my marital home. Scram now!”

As though I had lost my mind, I rushed forward and grabbed her arm to drag her out of my house.

“That’s enough! Snap out of it, Anna Garcia!”

Justin shot forward and shoved me to the floor while shielding Mabel in his arms.

The pain radiating from my butt paled in comparison to the agony within me. Getting to my feet, I looked at him with a bitter smile. At that very moment, I wholly understood that my importance to him was far beneath that of a homewrecker.

Well, well… How absurd that I witnessed my fiancé and best friend fooling around the night before our wedding! Haha, it’s truly laughable and pathetic! Throughout the past seven years, I’d never once suspected that they were hooking up, for they were the people I trusted the most. But now, it’s precisely those two people who betrayed me at the same time. Is there anyone else who’s more pathetic than me in this world?

My mind flooded with the image of Mabel frantically undulating atop Justin with nary a stitch on her body. Justin’s rapturous expression, on the other hand, was both ludicrous and repulsive.

Oh, and there’s Reese as well. It turned out that Reese is Justin’s child! Not only did they hook up, but they even had a child together! I’ve always assumed that Mabel’s reluctance to talk about Reese’s father stemmed from hurt, so I’ve been cautious and avoided that topic. Now, I finally know how laughable I’ve been! Were they too good at keeping it under wraps, or was I too stupid? It’d been so many years, yet I never had the slightest inkling.

As my emotions were a chaotic mess, I threw my head back and guzzled the hard liquor. The burning sensation in my throat had tears pouring down my face, but my chest remained tight without a hint of respite to be found.