The Mistress's Watch, My Vengeance

“My husband, Cameron, stole my father's last gift to me-a one-of-a-kind watch. I found it on the wrist of his mistress, Kenda, during a video call where she thanked him for the gift and their "late nights." When I confronted him, he tried to gaslight me, using the years of painful, humiliating fertility treatments I endured as a weapon. "You've been under a lot of stress lately," he said, a cruel glint in his eye. He had convinced me I was barren, all while he was stealing from my family's foundation to fund her life. He even told her the watch was too ostentatious for me. The affair was a sting, but the calculated cruelty of his deception was a mortal wound. He made me believe I was broken. My grief turned to ice. I walked out of my study, leaving him stammering, and picked up my secure phone. I made a single call to the only man I trusted. "Gunner," I said, my voice dangerously calm. "I need you."”