Chapter 2My Pop Star Wife Cheated with a Trainee, I Ruined Them

The driver, sensing the mood, discreetly raised the partition in the car. I stared coldly at Rora.

"Explain yourself."

She grabbed my hand, her voice desperate. "Alex, I swear, there's nothing going on between us!"

"I just saw how hardworking he is, how much he reminded me of myself when I was starting out. I was moved, that's all. I just lent him a piece of jewelry to help him make an impression."

I let out a cold laugh.

"He's a new kid with no money and no endorsements. I have no problem with you helping him out."

"But that song... I poured my heart and soul into writing that song for you. You had no right to give it to someone else."

"Tomorrow, I'll have my secretary confirm this with his manager. From now on, he can work his way up like every other trainee—on his own."

I looked down at her, my voice low as I delivered my final verdict.

"As for you, make sure he returns everything that belongs to me by tomorrow. And cut off all contact with him."

"You are not to have anything to do with him ever again."

Rora's face went from white to red. "Alex, you still don't believe that there's nothing..."

I cut off her pathetic excuse, my gaze drilling into her. "Rora, I am not a fool."

"Why would I ever believe that a man my wife blocked me over is 'just a friend'?"

She opened her mouth to argue, but then slumped in defeat. "I understand," she finally conceded. "Alex, I won't see him again."

I leaned back against the seat and closed my eyes.

The next day, when I came home from work, Kai had indeed returned everything.

And on the display shelf in our walk-in closet sat a new pair of ruby cufflinks.

Rora stood nearby, watching my expression nervously. "Alex, I've already deleted all of Kai's contact information."

"These cufflinks are a new limited edition from your favorite designer. Please, just forgive me this once, okay?"

She wrapped her arms around mine, her voice a sweet, cloying purr—a world away from the cool, sophisticated diva the public knew.

Seeing her submissive attitude, most of my anger subsided. I didn't say anything more.

As soon as Rora went to take a shower, a friend request popped up on my phone.

It was Kai.

I had no idea how he got my private number. I was about to ignore it and head to my study to work when another request came through.

This time, it wasn't the default message. It was a long paragraph.

[Mr. Vaughn, you can't possibly think that just because you have money, you can force a woman who doesn't love you to stay with you, do you?]

[Even if you force Rora to take back your stupid brooch, I can get her to give me other things.]

[Don't get too comfortable. One day, you'll be the one crying while you watch us together!]

I read the defiant words, a cold smile touching my lips as my eyes hardened.

So this little clown wasn't just an idiot. He was a venomous snake who didn't know his place.

I slowly typed out my reply.

[You should learn your place. You're a homewrecker. Rora and I are legally married.]

[If you're skilled enough to get her to spend our money on you during our marriage, that's your talent.]

[But if she does, I can sue you for malicious appropriation of marital assets. My firm's legal team will not only make you pay back every single cent with interest, but they will also utterly destroy your reputation.]

[And when that happens, a public apology and a little show of weakness won't be enough to save you.]

The chat window on his end went silent. No more friend requests came through.

I quickly put the matter out of my mind. I'd seen plenty of little parasites like him, trying to claw their way up by destroying other people's marriages. Men far more clever than him had failed spectacularly. What chance did he have?

But the next day, in the middle of a morning meeting at my company, my phone began to ring insistently.