Chapter 4 Caught Her Cheating

Clothes were scattered across the floor, and the air was filled with passionate moans.

Outside, darkness had settled, and the relentless rain battered the large windows, its droplets streaming down.

Pinned against the glass by the man, Carly gasped for air, her gaze distant and foggy.

Kristian lifted her chin, locking eyes with her.

Feeling shy, Carly shut her eyes tightly.

"Ouch," she gasped, wincing in discomfort.

Kristian's hand stopped immediately, his voice deep and rough. "Is this your first time?"

She nodded, and he chuckled softly next to her ear.

"How much were you paid to do this?"

Confused, Carly thought she hadn't heard him correctly, her expression one of complete surprise.

Kristian removed his hand, gazing at Carly, who stood before him bare. His grin turned darker.

"You put in so much effort to seduce me. How much did my cousin Aydan offer you?"

For a moment, Carly was speechless, realizing he had misunderstood something.

"I don't know you, and I definitely don't know your cousin Aydan."

Kristian's expression was unreadable, making it hard to guess if he believed her words.

He pulled out a cigarette, lit it, and was about to speak when they heard someone call out from downstairs.

"Carly!"

The voice belonged to Declan.

In a rush, Carly quickly dressed and hurried to the bedroom door, locking it.

At the same moment, Kristian checked a message on his phone and couldn't help but laugh.

Carly appeared slightly embarrassed. "He's my fiancé. Please, try to be quiet."

Footsteps neared, indicating Declan had come upstairs.

They heard the door handle rattle, then the sound of someone banging on the door.

"Open the door! Carly, why on earth did you put cameras in our future home? What's your plan?"

Carly turned ashen and hastily replied, "I didn't do it."

What terrible timing!

She had intended to remove the cameras within the next couple of days but hadn't anticipated being caught so quickly.

It was clear Declan didn't believe her.

"Humph! Don't play dumb with me. There are only two of us who know the code to the front door. If not you, then who?"

"It wasn't me, I swear."

"Cut the bullshit! Open the door now!"

Carly was aware that Declan would keep at it until she opened the door.

Kristian was lounging on the bed, casually crossing his legs and taking a drag.

She gave him a look that meant he should hide.

But Kristian didn't budge.

With a frown, Carly approached him and whispered, "Please, hide in the closet."

Kristian looked at her seriously. "Why feel guilty? We haven't done anything yet."

Carly glanced at his fingers and was at a loss for words.

Meanwhile, Declan's loud demands continued from outside.

Feeling somewhat defeated, Carly pleaded, "Do me a favor and just hide for a bit, will you?"

"No." Kristian's response was blunt. "Let him in. If he sees me, he'll have to talk to me respectfully."

He was curious to see Declan's reaction to finding him on his fiancée's bed.

Kristian was amused by the thought.

Carly felt like she was losing her mind. Was he serious? Was this really the time for jokes?

She regretted letting him in earlier.

"Carly! Who's in there with you? Is someone in your room?"

Declan slammed the door with force.

"Open up, or I'll force my way in!"

Carly clasped her hands, begging, "Please, I need your help. I'll do whatever you ask."

Kristian had intended to tease her a bit more, but her near tears made him relent.

"Alright, but you better stand by your promise!"

Carly nodded quickly. "Yes, I'll hold to my promise."

Kristian stood and strolled over to the closet.

Carly watched him go, annoyance in her gaze. Once he was inside, she hurriedly unlocked the door.

Declan's eyes blazed as he scanned the room, heading straight for the closet.

"What took you so long to open the door? Are you hiding someone from me?"

Carly, trying to keep calm, responded, "Are you accusing me? That's ridiculous. You ditched me today to meet up with Rosalyn, and you even brought her to our future home!"

Declan stopped in his tracks, turning to face her. "So, you confess to setting up the cameras? Now you've admitted it."