Chapter 4

I sat in my home office at three in the morning, surrounded by printed photographs, screenshots, and a timeline I'd been constructing for weeks. The evidence spread across my mahogany desk told a story that would destroy Saoirse Williamson's carefully crafted image forever.

Marcus Chen deserved to know the truth about his fiancée before he made the biggest mistake of his life. The man was a successful architect, kind and intelligent—everything Saoirse pretended to value while she carried on her twisted obsession with my husband.

I'd hired a private investigator three weeks ago, not to spy on Harrison—I already knew…