Minutes ticked by like hours until finally, Matt walked in, holding Lola’s hand. He stopped dead, his face draining of color as our eyes met. Lola, blissfully unaware, gave me a polite smile. I returned it with a glare that could freeze fire.
“Matt, darling,” I said, standing up and raising my glass, “a toast to you.”
The restaurant hushed, forks and knives pausing mid-air. Matt looked like he wanted the ground to swallow him whole. Lola’s smile faltered, confusion setting in.
“To my wonderful husband,” I continued, voice steady, “who thought he could cheat and get away with it.”
Gasps and whispers erupted around us. Lola’s face turned beet red, realization dawning on her. Matt tried to speak, but no words came out.
“Jenna, I …”
“Save it,” I interrupted, stepping closer. “Lola, meet my husband.”
Lola’s eyes widened. “What?”
“Married,” I said, pointing at Matt. “To me.”
I walked over to their table, pulling the burner phone from my bag. Setting it down in front of Matt, I smirked. “Next time, find a better hiding spot.”
Matt’s mouth opened and closed like a fish out of water. Lucas stepped forward, his presence imposing. “Matt, just so you know, Jenna’s well aware of her legal rights.”
Matt looked at Lucas, then back at me, panic in his eyes. “Jenna, please, let’s talk about this.”
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