He Cheated I Rose: Making Him Regret Everything (Chloe and Arthur) novel Chapter 286

**TITLE: A Promise Hidden in the Quiet Rain by Adrian Hale**

**Chapter 286: The Video**

Chloe’s fingers clutched her phone with an intensity that mirrored the turmoil raging within her. Each pulse of her heart echoed the gravity of Arthur’s plight, a heavy weight pressing down on her chest. The rumors circulating online were like an insidious vine, wrapping itself around every aspect of their lives, choking the truth beneath layers of deceit. A bitter laugh escaped her lips, a reflexive response to the absurdity of the situation, a dark humor she barely recognized as her own.

Finished.

Just then, the familiar rumble of Zachary’s car engine cut through her spiraling thoughts. She glanced up just in time to see him pull into her driveway, determination etched across his face. With a deep breath, she strode purposefully toward the vehicle, swung the door open, and settled into the passenger seat beside him, grateful for his presence amidst the chaos.

The Myers family—their days of calm and normalcy were dwindling, and Chloe felt it in the very marrow of her bones.

Zachary navigated the streets with a focused intensity, his expression serious as he drove her home. He had brought along a special surprise—a LEGO set meticulously crafted for Robert, a gesture that spoke volumes about his affection for the boy.

As soon as Robert caught sight of the vibrant box, his face lit up, a smile spreading like sunshine breaking through clouds.

“Wow, you actually got it! This is amazing!” he exclaimed, his excitement bubbling over like a shaken soda can.

Zachary, ever the playful adult, adopted a mock-serious demeanor, a frown creasing his brow in jest.

“A deal’s a deal. I lost the bet, so I owe you this. But before I hand it over, you need to tell me—how did you manage to beat me last time?”

Robert’s eyes sparkled with mischief as he grinned, the corners of his mouth twitching. “Since you asked so nicely… I’ll take you on as my student for now. I’ll show you one move. Come on, let’s head inside!”

Zachary exchanged a glance with Chloe, his eyes filled with a mix of mock despair and amusement as he followed Robert into the house, curiosity piqued by the boy’s infectious enthusiasm.

Chloe couldn’t help but chuckle at the sight—one towering figure and one pint-sized dynamo, both radiating energy and joy. Shaking her head, she marveled at their camaraderie, a precious bright spot in the otherwise tumultuous landscape of her day.

Just then, her phone vibrated insistently in her pocket, pulling her from her reverie. She retrieved it, her heart sinking as she read the message. A faint smile crept onto her lips, a flicker of satisfaction igniting within her.

Perfect.

So Jennifer really loved to play the victim, didn’t she? Always casting herself as the wronged party, shifting blame with the finesse of a seasoned actress in a tragic play.

Well, this little video would certainly keep her occupied for a while.

The footage had been captured in a shabby, rundown diner, the kind of establishment where the linoleum tiles were cracked and the coffee perpetually lukewarm. The video clearly depicted Jennifer in a heated altercation with a man who looked as though he had stepped straight out of a film noir—a character straight from the pages of a gritty novel. They were visibly agitated, shoving each other before storming off in a fit of rage.

The diner was a cacophony of clattering dishes and muffled conversations, but Jennifer seemed to shrink into her corner, her luxurious attire a stark contrast to the working-class patrons surrounding her.

Moments later, a man entered—the kind of man who commanded attention. He was tall and rugged, with a face that appeared chiseled from granite. He spotted Jennifer immediately, striding over with an air of authority before dropping heavily into the seat opposite her.

“Took me long enough to find you. Looks like you’ve snagged yourself a new rich guy, huh? A CEO, no less. What’s this? Some ‘CEO Falls for the Runaway Mom’ fantasy? Hah. Jennifer, you’re just dirty.” His voice dripped with disdain, each word a calculated jab aimed at her.

Jennifer kept her gaze fixed on the table, her silence only serving to fuel his taunts.

“You can’t run forever, you know. You think I won’t track you down? If you want to keep living your fancy life, I need another million. I’ve got needs too, you know.” He raised a finger, satisfaction gleaming in his eyes, as if he were relishing the power he wielded over her.

“I did my homework. Arthur sacrificed a lot for you. For someone like you to land a decent guy like that… I guess that’s your special talent. And those lies you’re spreading online about his ex-wife? That’s cold. Aren’t you worried it’ll come back to bite you?”

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