Chapter 13 He Isn't Worth My Tears

Liora's POV I hadn't expected to run into Ethan and Olivia. Ethan still wore last night's black suit, his face set in ice. Olivia cried as she talked to him, then she threw her arms around his neck and buried her face in his chest. So, the urgent matter he needed to handle was comforting his weeping mistress. He lied to me again. I let out a bitter laugh, though I couldn't pretend I didn't care. Even if I had already decided on divorce and to sever the mated bond, eight years together still couldn't be erased. I couldn't pretend I felt nothing. Seeing him on a café date with Olivia still hurt. The sting crept up my nose. I tried to breathe through it and hold the line, but the tears slid out anyway. Sarah clenched her fists and shot to her feet, bracing both hands on the table. Her face flushed red, clearly furious. "How dare they! That jerk parades his mistress around before the divorce is even filed! Unbelievable! I'm going over there to teach them a lesson!" She took a step