Marrying Without My Eight-Year Boyfriend Knowing novel Chapter 23

Alex lost his job and didn’t even think I would actually abandon him.

Every day, he’d be waiting outside my door as soon as I opened my eyes. I told the security not to let him in, but he just waited at the community entrance instead.

Alex: “Ophelia, are you done yet?”

Alex: “I’ve lost my job because of you, shouldn’t that be enough for you?”

I stared at him like he was crazy—shameless.

But he thought I was just playing some childish game, like a petty domestic quarrel.

Alex: “Alright, fine, I won’t blame you. Let it out, but stop this already.”

I rolled my eyes and left him with a cloud of exhaust from my car.

Alex: “Ophelia! Don’t go too far—!”

His rage was swept away by the autumn wind, disappearing silently down the street.

The video from outside the kindergarten gate was uploaded online and quickly gained attention.

- "Mistress Habitual Offender"

- "Kindergarten Principal Cheating with Teacher"

- "Teacher with Multiple Lovers"

- "Man Living Off Women Cheats to Support Mistress"

I wasn’t satisfied with the situation—Emily was despicable, but why was Alex staying hidden in the shadows?

I immediately spent money to boost Alex’s name in search results, aiming for some attention on the pairing.

If she loved being treated like a "daddy's girl" so much, why not just go work in a nursing home as a caregiver?

The video gained more and more views, so I spent more money to increase the traffic.

Me (thinking): "Alex, you’ll really go down in history with this."

Eventually, the kindergarten couldn’t handle the continuous complaints from parents and had to compromise. They gave Alex a suspension, but I couldn’t help but wonder if he was planning to get Emily back after some time.

Helen vented to me, as she was the mom who had her snacks stolen by Emily. She had been feeding me updates for the past few days.

Helen: “Mark should really take a lesson from this. He’s so invested in this guy who’s constantly seeking father figures. Do you know his wife came to stir up trouble yesterday?”

Me: "No, what happened?"

Helen: “He secretly spent tens of thousands on Emily—gave her extra salary and bonuses every month, bought her bags and clothes, transferred money, even paid her rent. What wife would tolerate that?”

None.