The Sleeper's Wrath and His Wife's Strike novel Chapter 107

Cheryl immediately zipped her lips with a dramatic gesture. "Not a word will slip from me. Promise."

As a woman herself, she knew women best.

Lindsay was still fuming, and if Cheryl so much as mentioned Yves right now, Lindsay would probably murder them both. Better to wait until Lindsay had gotten some sleep and cooled off—then, and only then, would it be safe to bring it up.

"You’re sleeping in this room tonight, and I need total peace. No interruptions," Lindsay declared.

"Okayyy!"

The moment Lindsay disappeared into the bedroom, Cheryl whipped out her phone to update Yves.

[Yves, Lindsay’s safe at Pine Residences. She’s still furious. I’ll explain everything when she’s calmed down tomorrow.]

Yves replied: [When did she buy a place at Pine Residences? She never mentioned it to me.]

Cheryl: [I found out by accident, but I told her it was you who told me. So don’t let it slip, and remember to delete these messages!]

Yves: [You’re the one making things up, and I’m supposed to cover for you?]

Cheryl: [My brain glitched, okay? You take the fall this time, next time I’ll have your back.]

Yves didn’t reply again.

When Cheryl saw the double blue ticks but no response, she knew Yves had just left her on read.

…

The next morning.

Lindsay hadn’t slept a wink all night. She only managed to doze off around sunrise, and even then, her alarm went off over and over without waking her.

It wasn’t until the delicious smell of food drifted into the room that she finally woke up, sitting bolt upright in bed, her mind still foggy.

She glanced out the window: blazing sunshine. Judging by that golden light, it was definitely well past morning.

She grabbed her phone. 12:30 p.m.

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