Chapter 132

Leah curiously asked Sage too, “How did you guess it?”

“Easy. She ran off to her lover after a night of grievances.” Sage said as she smirked, “Sadly, she went
to the wrong guy. I’m quite certain she’s going to have another episode of grievance.”

Leah blinked her eyes and looked at Kane all confused, “What does it mean?”

Kane, looking as confused as Leah, asked, “Yeah, what do you mean, Sage?” Sage put jam on a piece
of toast. He’s a cheater, she thought to herself.

Meanwhile, Yeva hobbled towards Julian’s apartment, hands on her waist as she cursed.

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She was sleepless the whole night from the pain she got from being spanked a hundred times by Sage.
Her buttocks were flared u p; it was as red as a beetroot. She couldn’t even pull up her jeans and
resorted to wearing a dress instead. –

She tried tidying herself up as she was prepared to act pity in front of Julian, but he didn’t even pick up
any of her calls.

Yeva was almost stopped by the security guards at his apartment lobby.

.

It was no surprise. Yeva’s white dress was soiled to a dirty gray, as though she had rolled in the mud.
The comers of her dress had a huge slit as it was tom by the metal rods by her window, revealing her
panties underneath.



That wasn’t even the worst. Her entire appearance made her look like she came out of the psychiatric
ward, and there wasn’t a cab that would take her to Julian’s apartment. She ended up walking
staggered from Rosa Garden to his place with high heels on her blistered feet.

Yeva felt sorry for herself. She walked and stopped, and cried. Her makeup had all melted off into one
huge mess. She looked as if someone gave her black eyes.



The security guards finally recognize Yeva and let her up after what seemed like forever. She was so
mad at everyone, including Sage, the cab drivers, and the security guards!

‘You will all pay for this one day, I swear! Don’t come begging when I become Mrs. Jefferson!” Yeva
tried to self-motivate as she walked towards Julian’s doorway. She tried tidying herself a bit before she
keyed in the passcode and pushed open the door.

She took off her heels, and carefully walked into the room as she wanted to surprise her Fiance.

The master bedroom’s door was ajar and it was dark inside. The curtains were not drawn open. Yeva
knew that Julian had a noctural lifestyle, as she muttered to herself, “Good, I need a nap too.”

She pushed open the door gently and walked towards the bedside. As she tried to sneak into the bed,
she felt

“Ahhh!”

The scream woke Julian up, “What’s going on? Is it an earthquake?”

He flipped open the sheets and hurried out the bedroom door without his pants and shoes on. There
wasn’t an earthquake. As he walked back into the house, he saw two women staring down at each



other, and both staring at him now.

“Julian’s brows furrowed as he realized Yeva was in the house, he asked with a displeased tone, “Why
are you here? What happened to you and where have you been last night?”

Yeva’s eyes widened in disbelief. How could he question him when she was the one full of questions?

“I should be the one to ask!” Yeva muttered her strength and pointed at the undressed lady on the bed,
she glared “Who is she? Why is she in your bed?”


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