After catching my wife in bed with another man, I remarried novel Chapter 21

I stood up, addressing her parents. "Mr. and Mrs. Miller, thank you for the dinner. I'll take you out sometime soon. I just remembered I have some urgent matters to handle. I'll be going now."

Mrs. Miller, sensing the tension, stood up with a sigh. "Alright, dear. You're always welcome here. Come visit us again soon."

That wasn't going to happen.

I nodded vaguely and left.

I drove straight to Mark's place. He'd helped me arrange the wedding cars, and I needed to cancel them.

Mark ushered me in, grabbing a bowl of popcorn and settling on the couch. "Spill it, man. What the hell happened?"

"Personality clash, irreconcilable differences," I said lightly, but the words felt heavy in my chest. Neither of us had expected this to happen, not right before the wedding. I wasn't telling him the truth, not wanting to humiliate myself further.

"Irreconcilable differences? After three years? Come on, man."

I looked at him, not saying a word. He was a guy; he could read between the lines.

Mark gasped. "No way. Don't tell me... you got cheated on?"

I pressed my lips together, silently confirming his suspicions.

"Damn, I knew she wasn't fully committed. Figured she was just looking for a nice guy to settle down with after she was done playing the field."

"Oh? Your family won't pressure you?"

I smiled faintly. "No one gets to dictate my life. These things should happen naturally."

My colleague looked impressed. "You're so wise. You're right, it's your life. No one can tell you what to do."

I felt a pang of bitterness. If I were truly wise, I wouldn't have let things get this far.

I buried myself in work, avoiding anything related to Sarah. I realized that cutting someone out of your life was surprisingly easy.

Five days passed without any contact from Sarah. Just when I thought she'd given up, she showed up at my doorstep.