The Year I Was the Other Woman To Myself novel Chapter 194

Theodore took a drag from his cigarette, his smile growing wider and more smug.

After finishing her routine, Penelope looked out at the stunned crowd, then turned and threw herself into Theodore’s arms.

“Honey, I’m here to back you up.”

Theodore tilted his head back, careful not to let the cigarette ash fall on her.

“Are you here to back me up or to crash the party?”

“I’m just a delicate, fragile woman,” she cooed. “How could I possibly crash a party?”

“Delicate and fragile?” Simon scoffed, shaking his head in disbelief.

Penelope shot a sly grin at Simon before turning back to Theodore to complain. “He was bullying me. He said I have no talent or virtue and that I’m not worthy of marrying you.”

“What? I never said that! Don’t you dare put words in my mouth!”

“Well, that’s what you meant.”

“I did not!”

“Honey, you have to get revenge for me,” Penelope whined, burying her face in his chest.

Theodore smiled and patted the back of her head. “Alright. I’ll take care of him.”

Satisfied, Penelope decided it was time to leave. It was his bachelor party, after all, and her presence was inappropriate.

“I’m heading home now.”

“I’ll walk you out.”

She only let him walk her to the elevator. As they waited, she wrapped her arms around his neck, stood on her tiptoes, and gave him a quick kiss.

“Simon said you’d be taking a beautiful woman home tonight and that I should make myself scarce.”

Theodore placed his hands on her waist. “You don’t trust me?”

“I do, but…”

“But what?”

“What if you can’t control yourself?”

“Hmph.”

Simon’s expression soured. “That’s just Mr. Sullivan. We all know him.”

“Even better. Do me a favor and take him under your wing.”

That night, Penelope slept soundly.

The next morning, as she was out for her run, she saw Zebulon stumbling out of his car, reeking of alcohol.

She had no intention of engaging with him, but he blocked her path.

“That KINY Group project… it’s not that big of a deal. The profit margin is negligible. We don’t want it anymore.”

Penelope raised an eyebrow. One night out, and suddenly he was full of bravado?

“Let me be honest with you. I’ve landed a much bigger project. You’ve heard of Zenith Group, right? I was at the Zenith Group president’s bachelor party last night. We had a great chat, and he’s already agreed to give Stone Group a piece of the new commercial street development project.”

“Just one project with Zenith Group will be enough to make Stone Group a fortune.”

“And what’s more,” he puffed out his chest, “he even invited me to his wedding.”

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