Chapter 5: Caught in the act!

Jake Hayes's POV

I was preoccupied with work last night... or did I? "Hubby, when are you going to divorce with Charlotte?" asks Aviana Quincy, my lover of two years. I first met her before Charlotte and I married. We're currently staying at a five-star hotel, laying on the queen-sized bed in nothing but a white, comfortable robe.

"Mhm, let's see... after I become the top actor in Los Angeles, I'll divorce her. The only reason I've kept her is because of her fame. Her elevated fame helped me a lot. She has asked me for a divorce multiple times, but I can't let her go that easily. I still need to use her," I chuckled, expressing my plan.

Aviana joined in my glee, saying, "Poor Charlotte! She deserves to be used all over again! Hahaha!" I spent the warm night with my lover. Unlike someone like Charlotte, being with her would normally comfort me. The next morning, I awoke to the news that Charlotte had been invited to my boss' modeling event the night before on the television screen. "Ha! So she managed to get closer to my boss, huh?" I grumbled to myself.

I was tying up my necktie before heading to work. "Aviana, my baby. I have to go to work now," I said, kissing her on the cheek as I walked away. As I walked down the narrow corridor, I reflected on how it all began. When I was a kid, I met Charlotte Hayes. She was my next-door neighbor, and our families were welcoming. As I spent more time with her, I realized she had fallen in love with me, and that is when I began to take advantage of her. As a result, in the name of so-called love, she became a complete pushover.

Seeing her delusions, on the other hand, was entertaining. I did what she wanted, leading her to believe it was love. I was gradually manipulating her in order to use her for my own gain. When we married, I dropped the nice act and revealed my true self. It felt good because I didn't have to hide my personality.

Being stuck with her was a pain, but now that I'm a step closer to my dream, I can finally get rid of her and live my life with Aviana. That woman has a lethal physique. I first went home to gather some of my belongings for my film. Charlotte, on the other hand, was not present. "Did she have a morning duty or what?" I wondered. But it makes no difference to me. I simply went outside after finding my belongings. "Oh, Jake! Where has Charlotte gone?" inquired a neighbor. "Pardon?" I asked with a smile.

"Oh, it's just that... no one was at your house last night. Didn't she go home after the modeling event?" she inquired. "Charlotte didn't come home?" my brow furrowed. That's strange. Even if she had evening work, she would have time to go home.

A swarm of journalists greeted me on my way to the agency. They'd ask me questions as usual. "How do you feel now that your wife is more famous than you?" "Your wife's fame has skyrocketed! Any comments?" "Huh?" I was perplexed and irritated. "Why are you asking me about my wife?" I glared. Everyone was silent. I don't understand. In their eyes, have I been nothing more than the husband of a top model?

I aspire to be known as Jake Hayes, an actor. Not just a model's husband. I ignored the journalists and went inside the agency, brimming with rage. I entered the elevator alone and pressed the highest floor, which houses the CEO's office. "They don't ask about me or my career, but about her and her and all her!" I yelled belligerently.

When the elevator door opened, I immediately walked to the left, where I met Rosalina Crosette, a 35-year-old female manager of mine. "Greetings, Rosalina," I said, smiling brightly. She always greeted me with a smile on her face. "Oh, hello, Jake! Have you spoken with the CEO yet?" she inquired, eager to hear the results. "Not yet," I said, shaking my head, "I'm going to his office right now." "But wouldn't that be bad timing?" she asked, perplexed. "Pardon me, Rosalina, but why would it be bad timing?" I asked, raising one of my brows in puzzlement. I was curious as to why she was hesitant to respond.

"Well... You may not believe me, but..." she moved closer to my face and whispered, "I passed through the CEO's room and heard a woman!" I laughed. "Hahah! So he's talking to a woman? What's the problem with that?" She exclaimed, her face solemn, "I clearly heard words of love! He was flirting with her and she giggled," she went on.

Is the CEO married? Who could captivate that icy billionaire's heart? It's natural for women to fall in love with him, but it's unusual for him to fall in love. So far, that man has rejected numerous confessions. "Oh dear! I have to go, Jake! I have to speak with the director!" she exclaimed as she walked away from me.

"Pft," I chuckled as I continued to walk towards the room. It makes no difference to me whether or not the CEO has a woman. What matters is that he approves of my drama, and I'm fine with that. I was standing in front of his door. I was about to knock when I noticed that the door was slightly ajar. Mumbles were heard in the room. Curious, I decided to open the door, which is when I noticed Charlotte Hayes, my wife... getting kissed by my boss in his arms. Nothing could have surprised me more than this. 

"What the f*ck are you doing? " I inquired, my gaze fixed on the scene in front of me. I was stunned and speechless. Charlotte was so surprised to see me that she pushed the boss away. The boss, on the other hand, simply smiled as if nothing had happened. "Oh," he said after tying his tie. "You've arrived."