Cheating with my boyfriend's best friend

Chapter 83

The Hottest Guy in The Room “Are you okay?”

“I’m fine,” Nick nodded tiredly and sat down on the couch.

His body language told me he was anything but fine.

I took off my gloves and took a seat next to him. “How are you and Tim handling this?”

Nick suddenly sat up straight, agitated. “Forget it. The son of a bitch refuses to move out! I can’t stand

the fact that he cheated on me, I have to divorce him! I asked my law students in the afternoon to help

me draft the divorce papers.”

“Why don’t you just move out?” I furrowed my brow.

“Why would I do that?! It’s my house!”

“What?!” My jaw dropped. “You mean… You bought that house? The three–story mansion with a pool

in the back? You’re the one making all the money?”

Nick waved his hand. “You know that I’ve always been financially insecure, so I’ve been saving up to

buy a house ever since I paid off my student loans. In addition to my salary from here, I’ve been

working part–time as a DJ at a bar. Plus I won a small fortune in Vegas…”

”

it was just a few million dollars.”

I stared at him like an idiot. “How?!”

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“Mathematics, physics… Luck.” Nick bristled, “Mostly luck. In

one night, I had more money than I’d ever had in my life. Tim and I hit the bar to celebrate, and before I

knew it, we were at a chapel.”

“I thought I was the luckiest man in the world, but now I don’t know…” Nick lamented.

I was so engrossed in Nick’s story that it took me a moment to connect the dots. “So you used the

money to buy that house? If you paid for it and you own it, you have every right to kick him out.”

“I can’t…” Nick’s voice was weak.

“Because you still love him?”

Nick pursed his lips and looked at me for a long time before speaking. “Because I wrote him down as a

co–owner.”

“You…”

“Don’t say it. I’m already at my limit.” Nick squeezed his eyes shut. “I thought it was Tim’s luck that won

me the money, so I figured I’d add his name.”

I looked at Tim in shock. I wasn’t sure if he was in love or just stupid.

But at the same time, his story made me reflect. Nick was able to buy a house, while I was spending

my salary on renting my apartment. I chose an expensive building in Manhattan just to stay close to

Vincent’s work, and at the time, I thought it was worth it. Now it just seemed silly.

sighed. I felt sorry for myself, but I was worried for Nick. “You need to find a good lawyer. Maybe you

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professional instead of having undergrad law students give you advice.”

“Maybe… I don’t know. I need to think about it.” Nick went limp on the sofa.

His helplessness stirred something in my heart. Is this what people get for loving someone

wholeheartedly? Vincent and Tim prove that anyone can pretend to be in love.

So what did true love look like?

As I lamented, Nick’s voice suddenly echoed in my ears. “I’m jealous of you, Olive.”

I felt a lump in my throat. “Why?”

“Of course! You have a boyfriend who’s really dedicated to you.”

“Uh…” I laughed dryly. “Most men are the same. It seems like he’s devoted to me, but he’s probably

cheating just the same.”

“There’s no way. He’d never do something like that… But if he does, I’ll hire the sexiest model so you

can forget all about him.

“Thanks, Nick. It’s a deal. I want the hottest man in the room, and you’re gonna pay for him.” Aaron’s

face suddenly came to mind. If I really wanted to find a model, Aaron was a good standard to go by.

Then again, there’s not a single man in New York who could compare to Aaron.

“No problem. As long as Vincent doesn’t kill me when he finds out.” Nick smiles.

Then there was the sound of footsteps behind me, and before I could turn around, Nick was already

standing up. “Dr. Ford,” he greeted.

“Please, call me David.” David waved his hand casually to let Nick know he could relax.

I felt embarrassed and wondered if David had heard what I had just said. After all, David knows I’m

cheating on my boyfriend with Aaron. If he thinks I’m looking for a male model, I’d look even worse.

But fortunately, David didn’t mention it. He just chatted with us for a few minutes before leaving.

Nick and I went back to our conversation as we walked down to the cafe.

“I told him I was going to file for a divorce, and the bitch demanded half of my things! Including the

house!”

“Was there no room for negotiation? Did he suggest anything else instead?”

“God, just talking about it makes me so angry. He’s been lying to me from the beginning! Yesterday, he

said that he’d only agree to a clean divorce if I waited until he got his green card.”

Nick waved his arms around frantically. “This is ridiculous. Do you understand where I’m coming from?

This son of a bitch has been conning me from the beginning! He was only with me to get his green

card! The jackpot and big house was just icing on the cake!”

I gave him a sympathetic look and handed him his iced coffee. “Take it easy. It’s a good thing you found

out this early. It would’ve been worse if you didn’t know he was cheating until after he got his green

card.”

“Thanks, but that still doesn’t help me.“He downed a large mouthful of coffee.

“Well, what else can you do about it?”

Nick spoke with a distant look in his eyes. “I asked some of my friends from the club to blast music in

front of the house. I

gave them permission to set up right in the yard. If Tim won’t leave, I’ll make every second he spends

in my house a living hell.”