Chapter 11

A cheating man can't just keep begging for forgiveness, he also needs to counterattack to some extent.

It takes two to tango. I also had to say bad things about her, point out her faults. Only then could this divorce drama seem like it was really happening.

In front of everyone, I angrily took out the evidence of her betraying me.

"You have the nerve to accuse me?"

"You bought someone else $500 shoes, you also went to hotels with someone else, he even bought a pack of cigarettes!"

"We're both playing around, neither of us wronged the other."

I shouted loudly.

All the neighbors were shocked. More and more people came to watch the drama unfold.

Old Smith was hidden in the crowd, a contemptuous smile on his face.

I knew all this evidence was arranged by him. He was just waiting for me to throw out the evidence.

My counterattack was exactly as he had predicted.

He was very pleased with himself for seeing through me.

"You heartless bastard!" Lily cried, holding our daughter.

She said those leather shoes were bought at her father's request, as a gift for someone else.

Her father immediately chimed in to corroborate Lily's story.

Then she said that hotel visit was because her brother Jack had asked for her help with something, and the cigarettes were bought by him too.

Jack also loudly said that was indeed the case, and we could check the hotel's security cameras if we didn't believe him.

I pretended to be ashamed and speechless, just trembling slightly.

Everyone looked at me with disgust.

Old Smith and Lily stared at me coldly.