"No matter how good the job is, without you, my life will still feel empty... meaningless." Scarlett's reply was thick with tears, her sorrow evident.
Okay, I had heard enough.
Without hesitating any longer, I pushed open the door and stepped inside. The ward was far too luxurious for an ordinary secretary. This place had to have been specially arranged by Caleb. There was no other way she could afford it on her own.
The moment Caleb saw me standing there, his expression changed in an instant. Panic washed over his face and he quickly walked toward me, grabbing my hand.
"Why are you here? Scarlett was in a car accident and she had no family to care for her. As an old classmate, I came to check on her."
Another excuse, another carefully crafted line. It might work once, but it felt too obvious when he kept repeating it.
I calmly pulled my hand from his grasp, my voice steady but cold as I said, "Go wait for me in the car. I'd like to have a word with Miss Myers."
Caleb did not move. He stood there for a moment, hesitant.
"What? Are you afraid I'll kill her and eat her alive?" I asked, arching an eyebrow.
There was nothing left for him to say. Caleb finally turned and left the ward.
There were only two of us left in the wardnow, the sterile hospital air thick with tension. I pulled the chair beside her bed and sat down slowly, locking eyes with Scarlett as her once pitiful expression melted away. It was instantly replaced by an air of smug arrogance.
"I'm afraid Mrs. Hayes doesn't know that Caleb and I have loved each other since high school."
"Whether I know or not is not important at all. That was the past, long before now. I am Caleb's wife and if you were paying attention, you would have heard him clearly reject you just now. I suggest you refrain from meddling in our marriage any further."
I paused for a moment, letting my words settle in the air before continuing, "Or perhaps... Miss Myers enjoys playing the role of a mistress?"
Scarlett's expression darkened instantly, the proud gleam in her eyes flickering away as my words hit home. I watched her composure slip as she let out a small laugh. "So what? You must have heard this saying that the one who isn't loved is the real mistress. I only had to pull a few strings to make Caleb leave you behind. He still loves me the most."