The Penthouse Wife's Ultimate Revenge

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Gage glanced at my trembling hand, his eyes narrowin

mile faltered for a split

t of concern-or was it wariness? He picked up his phone from the ki

and emotionless, my face immediately shi

ng our morning." He walked over, slipped an arm around my waist,

have a surprise for you." He pulled out his phone again

d delight. "I know you've always wanted to go there. A little pre-wedding

. "My job is absolutely crazy, but I carved out

n. I stared at the booking information, the text bl

y stomach churned. The taste of irony was b

sm. "I'm so looking forward to it." This was the game I had t

was filled with the aroma of cof

risp white apron over his perfectly pressed shirt.

glowing. "Good morning, Eliza!" she greeted cheerfully,

darling. Caroline specifically requested her favorite F

Caroline and gently pushed a plate of French toast

king late at the hospital tonight. Big surgery, complex case.

smoothed his hair-a gesture I'd practiced a thous

. Caroline followed him to the door, waving goodbye. Then she turned a

edroom. I pulled a small metal key from the bottom of my jewelr

eflection of his obsession with tidiness. It smelled of Ga

etrayal. I lifted the heavy mattress. Beneath it, a small velvet pouch was hidden. I found

ds leaped off the page, ea

even buys him special tea! Haha! While she's sleeping peacefully in the guest room, I'm in her

e supportive partner. Doesn't she know Gage needs excitemen

e can't wait for the wedding so he can finally be rid of her. Then t

alled countless conversations with Caroli

o handsome and successful. But you know, men sometimes

I saw the truth behind her words. She wasn't envious of me-she was studying me,

caught my eye. Hidden beneath the diary was a snow-white env

ve, my fingers still trembled

oline Stafford." Date: two weeks ago.

ure line, clearly visible: "Atte