In the Arms of a Reluctant Husband

o the event hall, the birthday

es. With a composed smile, she wheeled a large cart beari

is cake was specially crafted for you by Miss Kate Dawso

"Wait, wasn't Kate supposed t

This is her way of making peace. Clearly, she has

mpressive. You cheated on her the day you got e

arrogant chuckle. "So what if I messed up? I've got charm,

ng a beautiful cake shaped into a provocative bikini design. "There's a lit

ashing a lascivious grin at the sight of the cake's risq

sheer delight?" Linda asked sweet

ing a pose like a celebrit

burst out of the cake, elevating a bright card high into the air. It unfolded with a flourish

nd your fate end in despair. If not with illness, th

rriage. Consider this my little gift of thanks. And when I fin

lowed by a wave of stunned laught

he could snatch the card from the spring stand, another deafening bang erupted. Th

he once-proud birthday host was now

ared with laughter, unable

pped her phone back into her clutch. With practic

right. What

long as it didn't cross into the illegal. Her mission today had been clear: help Kate get back at her two-timing e

is face contorted with fury as he roared, "Shut down the whole ven

. They bolted from the VIP suite

lipping through a side corridor, she ducked

r. Her short bob wig was now replaced with a voluminous updo. Heavy makeup masked her features,

she sashayed past the flurry

pping the call button as her phone

He totally deserved i

-just as her right stiletto caught between the narrow gap at the elevator d

ut to catch herself-and land

her aside coldly, as though her touch was something repulsive

looked up sharply to con

on you on pur

s met his, a wave of s