On the Day of My First Boyfriend’s Wedding, I Got Red-eyed

It lasted for a long time. When Emery let go of me, I was still immersed in the long-lost tenderness.

"Where do you live? I'll take you back."

"No need, I..." I instinctively refused, but when I felt Emery's sharp gaze, I stopped talking.

Emery put the documents from the handbag on the desk and took my hand to leave...

And I became Emery's mistress like this.

The project progressed quickly, and we often had meetings. I always deliberately avoided meeting Emery.

He knew it but didn't say anything. After all, we were together at night.

On the day of the project meeting, he still didn't come. But his wife came. Although we only met at a class reunion, I firmly remembered her appearance. Wendy was as gentle and elegant as her name suggested, completely different from my past self. Emery must like her.

"Hi, Windy."

The members of Emery's team all stood up and shouted, but Wendy walked straight towards me and said, "I didn't expect to see you here, Pearl. Emery didn't even tell me.

Are you involved in this project?"

I nodded with a bit of annoyance, feeling a bit uneasy in my heart. Was this the urgency of the mistress meeting the original wife? I didn't know, but I was indeed a bit nervous.

I just found out that Wendy was Professor Sullivan's daughter. It was true that daughters from scholarly families were different, unlike me, who grew up in a newly rich family and developed such a mischievous character. Oh, at this point, I didn't even have a rich family anymore!

The meeting ended while I was lost in my thoughts. When Wendy was about to leave, she came over and invited me to have a meal together. Once again, I declined. She left with a smile, but in her smiling eyes, I could see a hint of deeper meaning...

I shook my head and didn't dare to think further.

After all, I shamelessly had an affair with her husband...