My Ex-Wife's Biggest Mistake

The Best Friend's Confrontation

"You heard me." Lydia's voice trembled slightly, but she refused to look away. "At least Sunny knew how to treat a woman. He respected me, cared about me, and never made me feel like I was worthless. I may have made a mistake leaving him, but at least he was a decent man."

Damian slowly removed his arm from the woman's waist and leaned forward in his chair.

"Are you seriously comparing me to that loser?"

"Why shouldn't I?"

"Because you have no right to compare me with someone like him!" Damian snapped. "Who do you think I am? I'm Damian Luther. I'm rich, I'm handsome, and I can have any woman I want. Do you honestly think some poor nobody like Sunny can stand anywhere near me?"

Lydia clenched her teeth. "This isn't about who has more money."

"Then what is it about?" Damian scoffed. "You should be thanking your lucky stars that I even chose you. There are plenty of women who would do anything to be in your position, yet here you are, standing in my office and complaining because I was having a little fun."

"A little fun?" Lydia repeated, her eyes widening. "You call kissing another woman a little fun?"

Damian shrugged. "If you don't like what you see, the door is right behind you."

Lydia stared at him, unable to find an immediate response. She had expected him to deny what was happening, perhaps offer an explanation or at least show some concern about how she felt. Instead, he was openly dismissing her.

Damian continued, his voice becoming colder. "And let me make something clear. If you're thinking about running back to that loser, you can go ahead. I won't stop you."

Lydia expression changed, but Damian wasn't finished.

"However, there's one thing you should remember. You're carrying my child, and you will give birth to it. After that, you can do whatever you want. But if you think you can simply walk away from me and return to that useless man, then you're making a very big mistake."

He leaned back again, his eyes fixed on her.

"I can make life miserable for both of you. So don't dare me, Lydia. You have no idea what you're getting yourself into."

Lydia's lips parted, but no words came out. She looked at Damian for a few seconds, trying to recognise the man standing before her. Yesterday, he had held her in front of a crowded hall and made her feel like the most important woman in the world. Today, he was threatening her without the slightest hesitation.

She had never imagined that his attitude could change so quickly.

"You're a terrible person," she finally said.

Damian merely waved his hand dismissively. "Close the door on your way out."

Lydia's eyes glistened, but she refused to let the tears fall in front of him. She turned around and walked out of the office, shutting the door behind her with enough force to make it clear how angry she was. Once she was outside, she continued down the hallway toward her own office, her steps no longer carrying the confidence she had displayed when she entered the building.

The whispers from earlier seemed meaningless now. Only a few minutes ago, she had enjoyed hearing people congratulate her and envy her relationship with Damian. Now, she couldn't stop thinking about the way he had spoken to her.

How could someone who had treated her so well the previous night become so cold the next morning?

She reached her office, opened the door, and stepped inside before closing it behind her. For a moment, she stood beside the door with her hand still resting on the handle. Her eyes moved around the familiar room, but her mind was nowhere near her work.

She walked toward her desk and sat down, trying to compose herself. Her fingers brushed against her forehead as she took a deep breath. She didn't want anyone to notice that something was wrong and the last thing she needed was for the employees who had been congratulating her all morning to discover that things were not as perfect as they thought.

Just then, a knock came from the door.

Lydia quickly straightened her back and wiped the corner of her eye. She forced a smile onto her face before looking toward the entrance.

“Come in,” she said, trying to make her voice sound confident.

The door opened and a young woman stepped in.

Lydia's eyes widened as she recognised the visitor.

"Jessica?"

The woman frowned a little, but Lydia was too shocked to notice that her smile was not quite as welcoming as it might have been. She jumped out of her chair and turned to her best friend.

“Woo hoo, bestie! You’re back?” said Lydia. "When did you come back? Why didn't you phone me and say you were in the country?

She shifted a little on her desk, expecting Jessica's excitement.

After all, it had been a while since they had seen each other, and she hadn't expected her best friend to show up at the office without warning.

But Jessica didn't respond to her greeting.

She stood instead by the door, watching Lydia with a sour look on her face. Her lips were pressed together, and her eyes carried an anger that Lydia couldn't immediately understand.

"How could you?" Jessica asked.

Lydia's smile slowly faded.

"What?"

Jessica stepped forward, her irritation becoming more obvious as her voice began rising. How could you do such a thing?

Lydia looked at her puzzled. What are you talking about, bestie? You're asking me questions like this already? You just got here.

“Don’t give me that"! Jessica snapped.

Lydia blinked, taken aback by the sudden change in her friend voice. "Jessica, what's wrong with you?"

"What's wrong with me?" Jessica repeated, shaking her head. "You should be the one answering that question. Have you completely lost your mind?"

Lydia's brows drew together. "I don't understand what you're trying to say."

Jessica let out a frustrated breath and moved closer to the desk. Her eyes remained fixed on Lydia's face, and the anger in her expression only grew.

"Why did you dump Sunny?"

Lydia froze.

For a moment, she couldn't tell whether she had heard correctly. She looked at Jessica, then slowly lowered her hands onto the edge of the desk.

"Sunny?" she asked carefully.

"Yes, Sunny!" Jessica replied. "Why did you leave him?"

Lydia's expression became guarded. "That's between me and him. I don't see why you have to get involved."

"Between you and him?" Jessica scoffed. "Are you serious right now? You didn't just leave him, Lydia. You dumped him, and you even dump him for Damian!"

Lydia's eyes widened.

Jessica pointed at her, her voice rising as she struggled to contain her anger.

"Have you gone crazy or possessed?”