How to Destroy a Cheater Without Saying Goodbye novel Chapter 82

Kelvin stepped into the office a moment late, utterly confused. He blurted out, "Ingrid, what on earth did you do to make Laney so upset?"

"Honestly, you're so thoughtless—you know she hasn't been well lately."

"Good thing you two broke up. Jeannette's a far better match for you!"

Eager to win Eddy's approval, Kelvin did everything he could in front of Blanche to cement his supposed relationship with Jeannette.

Blanche overheard this exchange and found it both pathetic and absurd.

Ingrid's face was turned sharply to the side from the slap, her hair in wild disarray, hiding her expression. At her side, her hand was balled so tightly her knuckles went white.

Never in her life had anyone dared strike her.

Today, Blanche had done just that—humiliated her for the first time.

Ingrid silently vowed to pay her back, tenfold, a hundredfold if she had to. She unclenched her fist, pressing a hand to her stinging cheek, her eyes filling with tears. Looking up at Blanche, her gaze soft and pleading, she asked, "Laney, why did you hit me?"

For a split second, Loraine and Eddy held their breath, uncertain how much Blanche had overheard.

Blanche staggered backward, bumping into the wall before she finally steadied herself. She looked around at the strange, contorted faces of the people she'd once called friends. Even now, after everything, they refused to admit what they'd done. They were still testing her, still lying.

She wanted so badly to confront Ingrid, to ask why she'd done this—how she could be so cruel.

And then, a terrible thought shattered through her mind—so awful she could barely stand it.

Ingrid had introduced Jeannette to Loraine just to break her and Eddy apart.

Ingrid liked Eddy all along, but always acted like they were just friends? She'd even encouraged Blanche to accept Eddy's advances?

What kind of person does that?

Had she ever truly been her friend, even for a moment?

In the span of a single heartbeat, Blanche realized she'd wasted half her life—half her love on Ingrid, half on Eddy.

She couldn't bear to face any of them. All she could do was stumble blindly out of the executive office, the world spinning around her, her body swaying as if the floor was about to collapse.

Suddenly, strong arms wrapped around her waist from behind. No matter how she struggled, she couldn't break free.

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