Chapter 3

Scarlett had originally been confident in her husband, but the non-stop mockery from everyone got to her.

Doubt started to creep in. When she thought no one was looking, she actually took the shoes to an appraiser.

The appraiser took one look and said, "These are cheap knockoffs. The material, the stitching... it's not even a high-grade replica. They're worth twenty bucks at most."

Hearing that her "limited-edition" shoes were worth twenty bucks, Scarlett froze.

But her brain worked in mysterious ways. Anyone else would have gone home to confront their husband.

But not Scarlett. Her first thought was that her husband had been scammed by a bad seller.

She complained to me again. "Chloe, people these days are so dishonest! How could they scam my Tyler like that? Where is their business ethic?!"

I was speechless at her logic.

I asked her, "Why don't you just ask Tyler about it?"

Scarlett gasped. "My Tyler is a guy, what does he know about women's shoes? He was clearly scammed! If I ask him, it'll break his heart!"

She rolled her eyes at me. "You're not married, you wouldn't understand. Asking him would only hurt our relationship!"

I had absolutely nothing to say to that.

Fine. If she wanted to comfort herself like that, I wasn't going to stop her.

In Scarlett's eyes, her husband was perfect. Even if he gave her trash, it was always someone else's fault!

But unfortunately, reality slapped her in the face very soon.

One night, Scarlett called me out of the blue.

She whispered into the phone, her voice trembling. She had sneaked a look at Tyler's phone while he was taking a shower.

She found a Snapchat chat with a woman she didn't know.

They talked every single day, and the messages were incredibly flirtatious. They were even calling each other "babe" and "hubby."

On top of that, Scarlett saw credit card transactions showing Tyler spending thousands of dollars at luxury boutiques.

Clearly, he was buying expensive gifts for his mistress.

The evidence of his affair was undeniable.

This time, even Scarlett couldn't find an excuse for him.

Just when I thought she was going to have a massive showdown with him, her next words left me completely dumbfounded.

Sobbing, Scarlett growled, "It must have been that home-wrecking slut who seduced my Tyler! He's such an innocent, sweet man. He would never do this unless that snake manipulated him!"

"That shameless bitch! How dare she steal another woman’s husband! I'm going to make her pay!"

"Chloe, are you free tomorrow? As my best friend, you can't just watch me get bullied! You have to come with me to teach her a lesson!"

I was amazed by her mental gymnastics.

This was clearly a consensual affair, yet she still painted that toxic cheater as the victim.

I immediately made up an excuse to decline.

No way in hell was I going to play the fool with her.

"I'm so sorry, Scarlett. I have to go out of town for a business trip this weekend. I can't make it!"

"But I support you in spirit! Good luck! I know you can handle this on your own!"

I’d rather let Scarlett make a fool of herself alone.