The Savior and the Jinx

Mark came out of the bedroom with his dog right then, his eyes widened as he feigned shock. "Zach! Have you lost your mind?! How could you curse your own wife?"

Then, with the dog in one hand and Susan in the other, he huffed, "Let's go. A man like him doesn't deserve you."

Susan smirked at me haughtily as I stayed on the floor. "I told you, Zach—you don't even measure up to Mark's little finger."

Then, holding Mark's chin, she kissed him, their lips and tongue slurping audibly in the living room.

I glanced at the cameras on the wall.

When Susan had those installed, she told me it was to see me since she was always out on business trips.

Now, it was going to be proof for my divorce case.

Even as I turned away, my curse took hold as Susan's assistant rushed inside, crying in panic, "Ms. York, the core project has just been called off, and our partners are threatening to nullify the contract!"

Susan's face dropped.

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After that day, Susan didn't leave her office for two weeks, while Mark would still show off the hickeys on his neck on social media and not forget to mock me.

"Your son's been dead for so long, but does Susan even care?

"Having had a taste of my premium meat, do you think she'd look at you twice?"

Rage flared in my chest as I cleaned the dust of the ash urn and waited until Susan announced that her company had just survived the crisis.

Then, I called for a press conference.

"Upon the honor of my name, I am hereby accusing Susan York, CEO of York Enterprises, of infidelity with Mark Stanley, whom I had sponsored because of his poor family. In my son's final days, they did their damndest to trample over my dignity as a father."

Even as the press clamored, the recording of Susan's voice played with perfect timing.

"Mark raised that dog! It means everything to him! Don't even try to make an issue with our son!"

Footage of her kissing Mark then played, and the thrill heightened with the solid evidence.

Still, Susan charged into the hall right then, kicking the ashes urn over and trampling all over the spilt ashes, "You liar! Mark asked the doctor, and the doctor said our son is fine! Do you think you can keep up this act with props?! I'll call him right now and expose your lies!"

She did so, putting her phone on speaker.

It took a long while until the doctor answered. "You're finally calling, Madam York? Before his death, your son told me to relay his last words…"