His Mistress Stole My Money, I Made Them Pay
Chapter 2
To completely humiliate me, Callum stood up with a smile and swept his cold gaze across the room.
"Anyone who dares to help Serena out of this situation is my enemy and will be making an enemy of me."
Everyone knew the Reeves family was the wealthiest in Manhattan. No one dared to offend Callum.
A few business partners who had good relationships with me were about to stand up to help me out.
But when they heard Callum's words, they quickly sat back down, afraid Callum would notice their movement.
"See that? Mr. Reeves is serious."
"He loves his little secretary more than his wife!"
"Right! I thought since they were legally married, Mr. Reeves was just angry for the moment. But this is real."
"With his threat, who would dare help Serena?"
I lost control in my anger and walked over to grab Callum's hand, demanding answers.
"Callum, are you really going to humiliate me for this woman?"
Callum slapped me across the face with his other hand.
"Slap!"
"Yes!"
I couldn't believe it as I turned back to look at Callum.
We'd been married for three years and were known as a loving couple. He was the one who pursued me when I first came to Manhattan.
At our wedding, he made vows, saying he would be loyal to me forever, never betray me, and love me with his life until the end of time.
But now? It's only been three years, and all those vows, all those beautiful memories, have been destroyed by his cold, cruel actions.
Just like outsiders said, someone who married into a wealthy family based on looks has no dignity.
Once a younger, prettier mistress appears by his side, the luxurious life of being a wealthy man's wife comes to an end.
But Callum had no idea that when I willingly married him years ago, it wasn't for his family's money. It was because I loved him.
Facing my bloodshot eyes, Callum pulled out a tissue and disdainfully turned to wipe the hand he'd just used to hit me.
"You knew I cared about that secretary, but you had to go and freeze her card."
"Serena, if you can't pay the bill next, I'll have the manager strip you naked and make you run out of this restaurant."
As soon as he said this, the whole room cheered, everyone staring at me with mocking and greedy eyes.
"Mr. Reeves is really willing to go this far. For his new lover, he's making his own wife strip naked."
"Right?"
"Soon she won't be his wife anymore. Looks like after tonight, Serena will be kicked to the curb."
"Ha ha ha ha! Let's stop talking and just watch the show."
The middle-aged wealthy men looked at me with amusement and mockery.
"Tsk tsk tsk, I want to see if she has a good body. Ha ha ha ha!"
My face burned with the fire of humiliation.
Before we left, Callum took all my cards, making me let my guard down.
All I had left was this expensive designer dress I was wearing. I had no money to pay the bill.
And my phone had died. I realized now that Callum had planned all of this.