My Fiancee Regrets Sleeping With Her Junior In Public

On New Year’s Eve, a poolside party was held at the hospital. There, my fiancee Valerie Charlton’s medical prodigy junior colleague, Cyrus Zeigler, drew the wildcard in a party game.

His task was to select a woman from the attendees and enact an explicit scene in front of everyone.

He scanned the crowd, and his gaze landed on Valerie.

“Valerie, you’re about to get married. I know I can’t have you. So let me have this one time. Okay?”

Valerie’s eyes welled up, and she was about to nod.

I scoffed and tossed the unsigned medical equipment purchase contract onto the table.

“You’d better think carefully. Either he gets lost, or your family’s hospital shuts down for good. Your choice.”

Cyrus glared at me angrily when he saw that Valerie was torn with indecision.

“Is it that Mr. Everest can’t take a joke? He’s already controlling everything you do before the wedding. After you get married, he’ll probably keep you in a cage.”

Valerie calmed down. Then, she turned to me and said scornfully, “You are a grown man. Have some grace. What era are we living in? Do you have to flaunt your masculinity all the time?”

I watched calmly as they walked toward the pool.

Then, I turned and made a phone call.

“Since she doesn’t care about this marriage, she can watch the Charlton family crumble.”

When Valerie came out of the pool, I had just hung up.

The still-rippling waves in the pool made it clear how heated their earlier act was.

She glanced at me briefly. A flicker of unease crossed her face. She did not dare look at me directly, yet she forced herself to feign aloofness.

“Claude, it was just a game. Don’t make such a big deal out of it.”

When my gaze fell on her chest, which was covered in red marks, she gave an awkward light cough.

“I was just going with the flow to finish the game’s task.”

“Oh, is that right?” I could not help but sneer. “Was the pool too small for the two of you to have your fun?”

Valerie bit her lower lip and glared at me.

“That’s enough! Don’t make a scene here for no reason. Cyrus is my apprentice. As his senior, what’s wrong with helping him finish the task?”

She seemed about to say more when Cyrus walked over, wrapped in a towel.

“Mr. Everest, don’t worry about it. We never even had direct contact. Valerie still respects you.”

He held a condom up and looked at me mockingly as he said, “Go ahead. Inspect it if you’re so paranoid.”

In the next moment, Valerie snatched the condom from him.

She said in a shrill voice, “Why would he care whether I respect him? At most, he cares about whether I’m clean. Claude, I’ll just sleep with you later. You can get your turn too, okay?”

Cyrus laughed smugly. His laughter echoed around the pool area.

When I saw the disgust written