Blurb：
Fresh from the National Research Institute, Alex returns with gifts for his wife Monica Bowman, only to discover her lover Jake Finley in her office. Humiliated and betrayed, Alex confronts the arrogant Jake, who mocks him as a mere delivery boy. When Monica appears, her hesitation confirms the affair. Now, Alex must reclaim his institute and expose the deception. Will he unleash his hidden power and make them pay? A tale of revenge, secrets, and shattered trust. Perfect for fans of dramatic confrontations and strong protagonists rising from humiliation.Content：
Fresh out of the National Research Institute, I loaded up on my wife's favorite snacks and ordered a vibrant bouquet of roses, eager to surprise her.I stashed the treats in her office, then stepped out to grab the flowers.
But in those fleeting minutes, a stranger had ripped open every package and devoured everything.
I glared at him. "Who gave you permission to touch those?"
He shot me a look of pure disdain. "Buzz off, flower boy. Drop your crap and scram!"
The secretary at the door snickered. "You heard the man. He's Ms. Bowman's husband. Better run before he leaves a bad review."
I pulled out my phone and called my wife. "Who is this guy in your office?"
Chapter 1
"I told you I'm swamped today," Monica Bowman huffed. "Don't bug me with calls or your absurd questions."
Before I could turn the camera to show the scene, she hung up.
Jake Finley scoffed and lunged, his boot slamming into my knee with brutal force.
"Who do you think you are, meddling in my affairs?" he spat. "One word from me, and you're blacklisted in this city. Get lost!"
I stumbled, biting back the pain. "Do you have any idea who those snacks are for?"
He laughed, snatching the bouquet from my grasp. "Duh, they're for me. And she ordered these flowers because I wanted them. The snacks? Desserts before a feast."
My mind reeled, a buzzing roar filling my ears.
It had been only eight months since I joined the National Research Institute, and Monica had smuggled in her lover.
Before joining that program, I'd entrusted this lab and my life's work to her.
Over those three years of isolation, our daily supervised calls had been my lifeline. She'd called me a hero and painted pictures of our reunion.
I never imagined she'd give me this kind of a surprise.
"Are you her husband or something?" I demanded.
A cluster of puzzled researchers gathered at the door, nodding. "She introduced him at the holiday party. They even shared a long kiss onstage. Said they're childhood sweethearts, meant to marry."
Heat flushed my face, and I fixed my gaze on Jake. "I bought these snacks and flowers. Consider them gifts for your funeral."
"What did you say?" he roared, hurling the bouquet at me. "Do you have a death wish?"
Petals exploded in a colorful shower, littering the floor, while crushed stems lay scattered like battlefield casualties.
"Lick my shoes clean. Maybe I'll let you crawl out of here!" he demanded, grinding the flowers underfoot.
Chapter 2
I glared at him, disgust rising. "Who do you think you are?"
Scanning the office, I declared, "This institute is mine, registered under my name, and your boss is my wife."
Jake froze for a split second, then burst into laughter. "Yeah, sure. You're decent-looking, but a delivery drone claiming Monica as your wife? Delusional much?" he scoffed. "If you're her husband, then I'm the president."
He kicked the flowers away and sauntered closer, clapping a hand on my shoulder. "Get real. Take a good look at yourself."
His words hung in the air, igniting a chorus of snide whispers from behind me. The barbs stung like needles, each dripping with mockery.
Then, a swirl of fabric caught my eye. It was the unmistakable silhouette of Monica.
She strode in and demanded, "What's the commotion? Breakthroughs to discuss?"
Clad in a sleek beige pantsuit, she clutched a thick folder of documents. Her eyes locked on mine, and for a heartbeat, her composure faltered.
Her pupils contracted, and her fingers whitened around the papers. "Alex? You didn't mention you were back."
The room fell into a hush, and disappointment washed over me like a cold wave. I'd tried to tell her through the call earlier, but she had hung up on me.
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