Karma Doesn’t Sleep: The Revenge Queen Rises novel Chapter 247

“Who are you texting that’s got you smiling like that?” He tried to sound casual, but there was a jealous edge to his voice. “Let me see.”

Before he could even think about it, his hand was already reaching for Amelia’s phone.

She frowned and smacked his hand away—no hesitation, no holding back.

It wasn’t playful, not some flirty little slap. It was quick and sharp, echoing in the room.

Red marks popped up on his hand right away.

“Amelia!” Clive’s usually calm, handsome face was tight with anger. He let out a laugh that sounded more pissed off than amused, words spilling out before he could stop them. “What, are you chatting with some secret lover you can’t let your actual husband see?”

Amelia finally glanced at him, her eyes cool and distant. Her voice was colder than her stare.

“Clive, not everyone’s as dirty as you.”

That hit Clive hard, his jaw clenching. “What did you say? Dirty? You’re calling me dirty?”

Amelia’s voice stayed even, almost bored. “You want to see my phone? Fine. I have nothing to hide. But do you dare hand me yours? I can recover deleted messages, too.”

Clive froze, his phone halfway out. Her words hung in the air.

Amelia smiled, but there was nothing soft in it. Any disappointment she’d ever had for him was long gone—only cold sarcasm was left.

See? No matter how righteous a guy tries to act, deep down he knows exactly what he’s done.

The one who hurt you always knows just how much you’ve suffered.

Clive sucked in a breath, trying to pull himself together.

“Amelia, do you really think this is funny?” He leaned back in the wicker chair, his eyes searching hers, trying to look sincere but not quite pulling it off.

“I know you don’t like Kristen. Fine. Starting next week, you don’t have to go to the office anymore. Your deal with West Medicine is done anyway. Why not just stay home with Penny and Timmy? Spend more time with the kids.” He dropped his voice like he was making a sweet offer. “I swear, Kristen will never show up in front of you again.”

“Clive, I can handle losing. I’ll take responsibility for the mistakes I made when I was blind.”

Her words were soft, but they hit him like a punch to the gut.

He suddenly felt cold and a little dizzy. He shot to his feet, grabbing Amelia’s wrist, his chest rising and falling as he tried to breathe.

“Amelia, say it clearly. What do you mean, ‘handle losing’? What does that mean?”

Amelia looked straight into his trembling eyes, and for a second, she almost laughed at how ridiculous it was.

All those years she loved him, he never once lost control over her.

But now that she didn’t love him anymore, suddenly he did.

“Clive.” Her voice was calm, steady. “I did love you for a long time. But now—I really don’t love you anymore.”