Chapter 1217
A chill ran down her spine as she remembered those sounds from the condo. There was no mistaking them now. They hadn’t been a figment of her imagination.
A shiver worked its way down Linsey’s back as the thought settled in her mind. “Sir…” she barely managed to whisper, her voice trembling. “Starwood, please.”
The driver offered a simple nod before guiding the cab through the city, and in what felt like no time at all, they pulled up in front of the building.
After payment, Linsey stepped out, crossing the lobby to the elevator with her nerves unraveling. When she reached her floor, she fumbled with the keypad, her hands shaking as she punched in the code.
The door eased open, and she slipped inside without a word, straining to catch any hint of conversation.
It didn’t take long as two unmistakable voices floated down the hall.
“Uh… Felix, you’re incredible. I’m coming…”
“So soon?”
“Oh, stop teasing me…”
Joanna’s breathless gasps tangled with Felix’s taunting replies.
Drawn toward the noise, Linsey walked down the hallway, her footsteps soundless.
She paused in front of the bedroom, unsurprised by what she found.
She had imagined herself falling apart or crashing through the door, ready to confront the cheating pair.
Yet all she felt was a heavy numbness, as if everything inside her had frozen.
Without flinching, Linsey moved closer and, her expression unreadable, knocked on the bedroom door.
“Felix, open up!” she called out, her voice steady and cold.
The intense sounds of pleasure suddenly stopped in the bedroom.
A burst of frantic shuffling followed, every movement betraying their panic.
Though the door blocked her view, Linsey could picture the scene—clothes hastily thrown on, whispers of panic as they scrambled to hide the evidence of their affair.
A bitter smirk tugged at Linsey’s lips.
She didn’t bother rushing them. Instead, she waited outside the bedroom, her patience almost taunting.
It took two full minutes before Felix dared to open the door.
Linsey studied him, taking in every detail.
His shirt hung crookedly on his frame, his hair stuck out wildly, and his eyes darted to hers, overflowing with panic.
Felix spoke before she could utter a word.
“What are you doing here by yourself?”
The question drew a sharp, humorless laugh from Linsey.
She didn’t hesitate. Her hand snapped up, delivering a slap across Felix’s cheek, the force of it sending a rush of pins and needles through her own fingers.
Felix stood frozen, completely stunned by her reaction.