The Year I Was the Other Woman To Myself novel Chapter 410

“Edith, take your time. I’ll wait for you for as long as it takes.”

Penelope looked at the hopeful Donald, a pang of sorrow in her heart.

The woman he loved, the woman he was waiting for, the woman he thought he would finally see again, was already dead. She had been for three years. He was about to learn this cruel fact, but it was something he had to know eventually.

Next, Judy arrived. Dressed in a designer suit and adorned with lavish jewelry, she walked in with the air of a wealthy socialite, scanned the room, and followed the waiter to her reserved table.

“This couple is really something. One is meeting his ex-wife behind his wife's back, and the other is meeting her ex-husband's daughter behind his back. Sharing the same bed but keeping secrets from each other. How detached can you be?” Norton clicked his tongue.

Penelope glanced at the time and asked Timothy, “Why isn’t your friend here yet?”

Timothy looked toward the entrance and saw a woman in a blue coat hurry in. She scanned the room, spotted Judy, and then walked quickly toward her.

“Gloria works at a research institute. She just got off work,” Timothy explained.

“Gloria is so busy, we shouldn’t have troubled her. I could have just hired anyone.”

“It couldn’t be anyone else. It had to be her.”

“Why?”

Timothy pulled out a photo and showed it to Penelope. “Here. Judy sent this to Jack.”

Penelope raised an eyebrow. “Judy sent it to Jack, so how is it on your phone?”

Timothy cleared his throat. “That time you had Hale tie Jack up in the warehouse, I planted a monitoring virus on his phone.”

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