Chapter 50
my
viewers.
The livestream kicked off, and I was enjoying the back–and–forth with
Suddenly, a stranger connected, shattering the chill vibe.
This girl came in hot, cursing up a storm.
The chat froze for a sec, then some of my loyal fans rushed to her stream to give her
I couldn’t help but laugh, even though I was ticked off.”
My bestie and I decided to clap back.
“You’re a real eyesore,” we quipped.
2
piece of their mind.
“Your mom must’ve skipped mirrors during pregnancy. One look, and she’d have dropped dead.”
The girl’s lip quivered. Speechless and fuming, she bailed.
The chat went wild.
[Damn, she folded that fast?]
[Those burns were mild, not even R–rated.]}
[Girl, you’re a legend! I’m dead.]
As I basked in the comments, I munched on snacks the hot male assistant had prepped. The viewers were green with envy. [Boyfriend material right there!]
[And a total smokeshow!]
Mr. Hottie shook his head. “Nah, we’re just her brother’s hired help.”
I need a brother like that!]}
[Girl, ask if he’s taking applications for new sisters!]
I thought for a beat, then dropped a simple, “Nope.”
Cue the flood of crying emojis.[
Then, out of nowhere, [Isn’t this the boss‘ wife? He’s losing it trying to find you.]
Even with the chat flying, that one caught my eye.
“Let him lose it,” I muttered, my mood souring.”
We kept eating and drinking, forgetting our lightweight status.”
Soon, we were a mess, stumbling home with the assistant’s help.
My filter was gone, and this guy looked so much like Simon, I couldn’t resist teasing him.
I pinched his cheek.
“Hey cutie, you legal?”
He blushed but didn’t pull away.
“Yara, you’re wasted.“[
“Nuh–uh, I’m crystal clear. So, got a girlfriend? If not…”
I was about to face–plant into his chest when someone yanked him away.”
As I teetered backward, strong arms caught me.”
A familiar, pissed–off voice growled, “Got me, but still chasing tail?”
Next thing I knew, I was in bed, aching all over.
Being married, I had a pretty good idea what went down.
Flashes came back.
Simon’s face in the dim light, holding me like he’d never let go, devouring me.
Then, his voice, all hurt.
“Am I not enough? Why’d you replace me?”
We went at it till dawn, him making me repeat “I love you” like a broken record.
My head was pounding. I must’ve mixed up the assistant with Simon in my drunken haze.
I threw on a robe, hearing the shower running.
Leaning on the bathroom door, I started, “Look, I’ll own up to this.”
“Didn’t know I’d go wild drunk. Don’t stress, I’m divorcing anyway.”
“If you end up solo, we could hook up. I’ll get my bro to hook you up with gigs.“}
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The water cut off. The door flew open,
and before I could
step
back, I was
yanked into
a
steamy bear
hug.
A bite on my shoulder, then that voice, “Who exactly are you ‘owning up‘ to?”
I froze, looked up, and gasped, “Simon?!”
