How to Destroy a Cheater Without Saying Goodbye novel Chapter 172

Just moments ago, the livestream chat was buzzing with excitement, rockets and confetti flooding the screen.

"Mr. Simmons just made the same mistake all men make! Mrs. Simmons, forgive him!!!"

"Cheating isn't a one-time thing—it's either never or countless times!"

"He slept with his wife's sister and even has a secret child! Unforgivable!"

"Ditch the scumbag and put that homewrecker in her place! Mrs. Simmons, you're better off on your own!"

"Three-legged toads are hard to find, but two-legged men are everywhere! Mrs. Simmons, let me introduce you to my brother!"

"Mr. Simmons, if your wife doesn't want you, I do!"

Comments tumbled down the screen in a relentless cascade.

Eddy sat frozen on the sofa, every muscle tense. He could hear his own panicked heartbeat thundering in his ears. Fear gripped him—a level of dread he'd never felt before. He was terrified he wouldn't be able to win his wife back, terrified that the tracker wouldn't lead him to her. "Sweetheart…"

Before he could finish, his phone exploded with a sharp bang, searing his palm before clattering to the floor in a smoldering heap.

His laptop, still running the tracking software, began to smoke and spark.

"Mr. Simmons, we've been counter-hacked! They just used an EMP to fry the phone and the computer!" one of the tech analysts cried out in shock. "Only a world-class hacker could pull this off!"

The livestream audience went wild again.

"Mr. Simmons tried to track Mrs. Simmons' phone! Still lying to her! Unforgivable!"

"Even the hackers couldn't stand watching Mr. Simmons betray her!"

Blood trickled down from Eddy's earlobe.

He stared at the ruined phone, feeling the throbbing pain in his ear, and realized—his wife didn't care anymore. He remembered a time when a simple sneeze would make her fuss over him, brewing him tea, coaxing him to eat. Now, all he felt was agony, as if it wasn't the phone that had exploded, but his own heart.

He reached for the livestream camera, his handsome face magnified on every screen, now twisted with regret and despair. His voice was a cracked whisper, desperation etched in every word: "Please, sweetheart, just give me one more chance. Don't leave me."

He would keep Jeannette far away from their home, never let her near his wife again.

He'd make sure Blanche never found out, never let anyone harm her—not even a little.

If he could just have one more chance, he'd make everything perfect.

Smoke curled through the room as flames began to spread. The living room descended into chaos.

A ringing filled his ears. Darkness crept into the edges of his vision. His hands slipped from the camera, and his body slumped to the floor. The livestream ended with a shrill, piercing whine.

Meanwhile, a traitor had been discovered in the tech department. Sensitive research had leaked onto the black market.

Wasting no time, Blanche took over the department the day after she arrived, assembling a team to recover the stolen work.

She knocked on Ablett's office door. "Director-General, here's my proposal for a dual-layered security firewall. Please take a look."

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