How to Destroy a Cheater Without Saying Goodbye novel Chapter 7

"Honey, what's wrong?"

Eddy had questions, but he'd always done whatever Blanche asked without hesitation. He turned the car around without another word.

"I left something in the Panamera," Blanche replied, masking the chill in her eyes.

"Alright." Eddy agreed with a gentle smile.

He'd stood by, unmoved, as his mistress had been dismissed; now he looked at Blanche with nothing but affection. He played his part so well that not a single crack showed.

To Blanche, Eddy felt more and more like a stranger.

They arrived at the garage in no time.

"Honey, I'll go get it for you." Eddy opened the car door for her.

"It's a dark gray hairclip," Blanche instructed quietly.

After Eddy stepped out, Blanche glanced at Healy, who had cried himself to sleep beside her, then slipped out of the car.

She walked to the foyer by the back garden, her figure hidden behind heavy drapes.

Inside the living room, Jeannette stood behind Loraine, massaging her shoulders. The two of them looked as close as mother and daughter.

Images flashed through Blanche's mind.

She remembered Loraine tending to her own ailing mother day and night, never once leaving her side. At her mother's deathbed, Loraine had promised to shield her from all of life's storms.

Loraine had always protected her. She couldn't believe Loraine would ever betray her—there had to be more to the story.

Blanche's face went pale as she gripped the curtain tightly.

Jeannette's hands stilled for a moment; she'd spotted Blanche and offered a sycophantic smile.

"Madam, I'll always do as you say. I'll give Eddy as many children as you want."

"Our family would never treat you unfairly."

"Blanche is so pitiful. She tried everything to have another baby—medicine, acupuncture, injections, you name it. Her health only got worse. Maybe you could talk to her?"

"Having children is her duty, now that she's married into our family," Loraine said, frowning at Jeannette's sudden mention of Blanche. "If she could have more, I wouldn't have to go through all this trouble."

"Just leave her alone."

Memories of those painful years—doctor's appointments, endless treatments—rose up in Blanche, and tears slipped down her cheeks before she could stop them.

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