My Wife Publicly Humiliated Me With a Divorce Party—Then My Secret Partner Arrived
Previously: When Jared's wife publicly humiliated him with a mocking 'divorce party,' she thought she had destroyed him. She had no idea who was about to walk through the door.
The Unexpected Guest
Amanda didn't stop at the shirt. With a theatrical flourish, she pulled a set of legal documents from her designer handbag and tossed them onto the table right in front of Jared. The rustle of the paper sounded like a thunderclap in the quiet room. She looked around at the gathered crowd, ensuring she had everyone's undivided attention before she spoke again.
"I've already signed my part," Amanda announced, her voice echoing off the brick walls. "I'm not going to spend the rest of my life waiting for your struggling firm to make a dime. I deserve a man who can actually provide, Jared. Not someone who lives on broken promises."
The guests whispered among themselves, some shaking their heads in disapproval, while others smirked at Jared’s misfortune. Jared felt a wave of anger rise beneath his shock. Amanda had no idea that for the past six months, he had been working secretly on the project of a lifetime. He had stayed up until dawn drafting blueprints for the city's most ambitious new development project, negotiating with the elusive billionaire mogul, Marcus Sterling.
Before Jared could defend himself, the heavy double doors at the back of the venue swung open. A tall, imposing figure stepped into the room, dressed in an impeccably tailored charcoal suit. The murmuring ceased instantly. It was Marcus Sterling himself.
Amanda’s breath hitched. A look of sheer opportunism flashed across her face as she quickly smoothed down her lace dress. Assuming a man of Sterling’s stature was there for her or one of her wealthy friends, she stepped forward with a radiant, rehearsed smile.
"Mr. Sterling! What an unexpected honor," Amanda purred, extending her hand. "We are so delighted to have you at our event."
But Marcus didn't even glance at her. He walked right past her outstretched hand, his boots clicking firmly on the polished floor as he made a direct path toward Jared. He looked at the "DIVORCED" t-shirt lying on the table, then looked Jared in the eye.
"Jared, I see I arrived just in time to clear up some business," Marcus said, pulling a thick leather folder from his pocket.
”Marcus said, pulling a thick leather folder from his pocket.