The Sleeper's Wrath and His Wife's Strike novel Chapter 114

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Cheryl let out a sigh and shook her head, then turned and hurried to catch up with Yves.

Inside the bedroom, Lindsay listened as the apartment fell silent. Unable to contain her curiosity, she crept to the door and peeked through the peephole—no one was there.

For reasons she couldn't explain, a hollow ache settled in her chest, as if she’d just been abandoned.

She muttered under her breath, cursing herself. “You want everything, don’t you?”

Back in her room, her phone buzzed with a message from Cheryl.

“We just stopped by Pine Residences with Yves to look for you, but you weren’t home. We headed back. When you have a moment, call Yves, okay?”

Lindsay didn’t bother replying. She tossed her phone aside. She had to admit, Cheryl always went above and beyond for Yves—she handled everything for him, even covering up his lies.

It was shaping up to be another sleepless night. By the time she dragged herself to work the next morning, dark circles ringed her eyes.

The moment she stepped into the Design Department, Lindsay spotted a small crowd gathered around Naomi’s desk. Her coworkers were gushing with excitement and envy, while Naomi soaked up the attention, looking smug and pleased with herself.

Naomi caught Lindsay’s eye, arched a brow, and strode over. She took one look at Lindsay’s tired face and said, loud enough for everyone to hear, “Rough night out stealing someone’s boyfriend? Those dark circles are impressive.”

Lindsay was already in a foul mood and needed an outlet; Naomi had just volunteered herself as the perfect target.

She shot back with a mocking smile, “Talking about you and Joseph’s little love affair? You’ve got guts, I’ll give you that—flirting with Lester one minute and then cozying up to his best friend the next. Aren’t you worried you’ll drive yourself crazy trying to keep up?”