
After My Husband Tried To Kill Me
Chapter 6
When we arrived at the restaurant, Carla quickly played her cards right. "Riley, didn’t you say you forgot your wallet? This place might be a bit expensive."
"Don’t worry, just enjoy your meal."
With my reassurance, she seemed much more at ease. Carla went ahead and ordered lasagna, filet mignon, and even asked for a bottle of red wine.
Then my best friend showed up.
Carla encouraged her to order anything she liked, praising me for my generosity, clearly perceiving me as an easy mark.
My friend and I exchanged knowing glances, silently agreeing to enjoy the meal to the fullest.
My friend learned about Carla’s plan to add her son's name to my family records, and she scoffed, "Are you short a significant other, or is he Adrian's secret child? Why would anyone help with something like that?"
Carla shot back, "How complicated can it be to sort out family affairs? Without my help, Riley's aunt wouldn’t have accepted her so quickly."
Worried my friend might confront her directly, I quickly clutched my stomach. "Novah, my stomach’s acting up. Would you accompany me to the restroom?"
My friend promptly supported me as we made our exit.
Meanwhile, Carla was busy asking the waiter for doggy bags, and she selected the most expensive lasagna to take home.
By then, my friend and I had already left the restaurant, heading to the spa instead.
Carla called me, but Novah answered, saying we were off to the hospital and wouldn’t be returning.
That meal cost at least a thousand dollars, and Carla sure had the nerve to indulge. Since she was so generous with herself, she could handle footing the bill on her own.
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