I stirred awake, my eyes fluttered open. Where was I? I raised myself to a sitting position and saw I was naked.
And there was someone beside me. I turned to see that this person had the blankets pulled over their head. It was none other than my husband.
I winced a little as my head throbbed. I shook him awake. "Hey, babe. Wake up."
He merely stirred but did not wake.
"Christian, get up. We slept through the party." I shook him.
The door opened just then. "What is going on here?"
I faced the door and paled. There was my husband standing on the doorway.
Who was this other guy?
"What are you doing, Hailey?" There was anger and hurt.
I opened my mouth and closed them back, feeling like a fish out of water. I blinked my eyes to be sure I was seeing clearly. I pulled down the blankets and gasped.
Fear squeezed tighter, apprehension crept up my spine. I could feel blood drain from my face.
"You cheated on me?!" Christian's boyish handsome face went taut in derision and betrayal.
"N-no, I..." Tears pooled. "It's not what you think. I swear, I did not." I shook my head vigorously, gesturing between this strange guy and me.
Feeling as lost and confused as I was, I hit the guy hard to wake him up. He finally opened his eyes with a yawn leaving his mouth.
"Last night was the best night of my life." He attempted to kiss my cheek.
I climbed down the bed, ensuring the bedsheet was wrapped tight around me. "Don't come close to me!"
"Who is this man?!" Christian's eyes had darkened with fury.
I wanted to speak but no words came out. I could only sob and tremble before him.
"Speak!" He hollered.
I jolted in both shock and fear. "I swear, I..." I sniffled. "I don't know him. I swear."
"And you!" Christian turned to the guy. "I'm calling the police on you right now."
As soon as Christian brought his phone out of his pocket to make the call, this strange guy gathered his clothes and ran out of the bedroom.
Christian tried to hold him back but he pushed my husband and fled the room. He gave me the deadliest glare, I could not utter a word.
All I could think of was how this had happened. My birthday was yesterday and Christian had thrown me a surprise party last night. I remembered drinking and having fun.
But I could not remember how this strange guy and I had ended up in my matrimonial bed.
"After everything I have done for you, Hailey. You decide to cheat on me. Why? Because you're the rich heiress while I'm the guy from the gutters?! Huh?! Is it because your family owns the wealth?!" One could see his pain.
Guilt hugged me tight, I took slow steps to meet him but he was not letting me close.
"Stop right there, Hailey." He eyed me, his expression was tortured. "I loved you Hailey. I might not have the money but I did love you...still do..I just...fuck!" He ran a frustrated hand through his hair and left the room.
I sank to the floor in shame and pain. What had I done to myself and to my marriage?
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