CEO Ex Makes Me Catch My BF Cheating

Synopsis: To save her boyfriend Robin Andrews' nearly bankrupt company, Beverly Remin has no choice but to shoulder a million-dollar debt. But after working overtime for a month straight, she's kidnapped on her way home by none other than... her ex?! "So, you betrayed me to be with a man like this?" the man teases. "Too bad your taste in men keeps getting worse. But I can take care of him for you. How about it?" Now a powerful CEO, Elroy Bellone shows her a surveillance footage of her boyfriend Robin in bed with another woman. However, Beverly is still willing to sacrifice herself for such a scumbag, even agreeing to become his bedmate to settle the debt. This bitter fact makes Elroy furious. But Beverly's heart is torn. She still loves Elroy yet refuses to surrender to a twisted relationship. As for Elroy, he's determined to pull her back into his arms, where she can't escape his mix of tenderness and dominance. Beverly had worked late for the eighth night in a row. After sending off the proposal to the partner company, she stretched her sore back, feeling like her body was about to give out. The strain of her mounting debt wouldn't allow her to rest—not now, not ever. This was all for Robin, her boyfriend, and the future she envisioned for them. She needed the promotion at the end of the month, no matter the cost. Her phone buzzed, but she rubbed her face and ignored it. Without glancing at the screen, she knew it was another payment reminder of one million dollars. Beverly sighed, willing herself to think positively. At least Robin's nightmare was over. His family's company was back on its feet, and everything was moving in the right direction. This was just a loan, nothing more. She had done the math before borrowing it; she could repay it as long as she kept working hard. Thinking of Robin brought a faint smile to her lips. He was the only son of the Andrews family. Robin had been her beacon during one of the darkest times of her life. After a devastating breakup, he had stood by her side, pulling her from the depths of despair, even saving her life once. As memories of their past flooded her mind, his sunny, boyish grin appeared, vivid as ever. Today marked their third anniversary. With that thought, Beverly felt she still had the reason to go on. She pushed away her exhaustion, finished tidying her desk, and turned off the office lights. Downstairs, the car she'd called was waiting by the curb. The dark-tinted windows made her hesitate. She leaned down to confirm if this unusually upscale car was really her Uber. Suddenly, a hand clamped over her mouth. ***** Beverly never imagined she'd be kidnapped. And she certainly never expected to wake up in a hotel room, staring at a screen that showed her boyfriend tangled up with another woman. The obscene sounds of their affair filled the room, his grunts mingling with her moans. Staring at the screen, Beverly froze in disbelief. Her body went stiff, and she clenched her teeth tightly, not even noticing that the ropes on herwrists had been loosened. The betrayal on the screen felt like an invisible chain, paralyzing her. Her mind spun until the realization hit her like a blow to the chest. She turned her head, trying to escape the sight, but the man behind her didn't allow it. "Already had enough?" His hand gripped her chin, forcing her gaze back to the screen. His voice was smooth and somehow playful. "The real show hasn't even started yet." In the video, the woman moaned, "Oh, Robin, you bad boy. Aren't you afraid that Beverly would find out?" Then, Robin's voice rang out. "I never loved her. Whatever between us is just a game. You're the one I care about, babe!" Beverly's blood ran cold. Her nails dug into her palms, the sharp pain coming from the tip of her fingers. That was the result of overworking constantly. At this moment, she felt utterly ridiculous. Three years of devotion, a million-dollar debt to save his company, all for a man who called their relationship a game. A deep voice whispered by her ear, low and full of mocking amusement, "How does it feel to witness your fiancé's betrayal?" The man behind her was toying with her like a lion toying its prey. "It's painful, isn't it?" Beverly wrenched herself free and turned to face the man. Fury ignited in her chest. "Enough! Three years, Elroy! Is this your revenge?" There he stood—her wicked ex, Elroy. Their relationship had been engraved in her memory, but she was never willing to look back at it. She had sworn that until the day she left him, Elroy had never been this cruel and vindictive. A fleeting thought crossed Beverly's mind, but she quickly dismissed it. It couldn't be. After being reclaimed by the Bellone family, Elroy had ascended to the pinnacle of power, becoming their favored heir. The media was saturated with stories of his brilliance in the corporate world, his strategic maneuvers, and his smooth rise within the family. As the designated successor of the Bellone empire, he could have any woman he desired. And as for her? She was nothing more than a discarded trinket, a cheap ring lost in the gutter, unworthy of regret. "You think I should seek revenge?" Elroy's sharp intuition latched onto the weakness in her words, his gaze narrowing. Clad in a white robe, its collar slightly open to reveal his chiseled chest, Elroy exuded a predatory charm. His sharp features, piercing blue eyes, and aristocratic elegance remained as striking as ever. It had been three years since they last met, and time had only made him more devastatingly attractive. A pang of bitterness rose unbidden in her chest. If not for his abrupt return to the Bellone family—the family that reclaimed him as their heir—things might have been different between them. But there was no point dwelling on what could have been. Beverly realized he was guiding her to recall that painful memory. Forcing calm into her voice, she said, "So, Mr. Elroy Bellone, the illustrious heir of the Bellone family, went to such lengths just to show me... this? I'm just one of the countless women you once dated." "Countless? That's not true," he corrected with a sly smile. Beverly clenched her fists, unwilling to engage further. She didn't intend to talk about their old days. "Don't you find it thrilling?" Elroy sensed her resistance. He strode toward the desk, lighting a cigarette. "Consider it my gift to you—a reunion present." Beverly's knuckles turned white. Deep down, she knew Elroy was mocking her. "Whatever happened between me and Robin has nothing to do with you, Elroy," Beverly sighed deeply. "Is that so?" Elroy exhaled a cloud of smoke, his expression a mix of amusement and calculation. "Your boyfriend is sleeping with my fiancée. Or should I say, my ex-fiancée. Tell me, Beverly, does this still have nothing to do with me?"