Unmasking My Cheating Wife
n and entitlement. "There' s some kind of glitch with the card you gave me. Can yo
, as if this were a minor inconvenience,
pocket. The caller ID was 'Sarah' . I ignored it. I
xt message
LL DID YOU DO? ANS
ry in me. She didn' t even ask if something was wrong. S
nswered, keeping my voice flat and
ompletely stripped of the gentle warmth she usually used with me. "I' m
ught you were at a spa retreat
riend's daughter. It' s a huge opportunity, and
t this wasn't a one-time mistake. This was a pattern. My generosity, which she had always praised as
ent" in a friend's art gallery that never seemed to materialize. The frequent weekend trips she t
I said
ce on the other end of th
ah. The cards a
e manager was wringing his hands. Kevin was pacing, still
no?" Kevin hissed into his
ing in the tense room. Emily watched me, her eyes wide
ice cutting through the air. "I believe t
at me. "Well, tech
d I have one condition. For my generous donation, I want you to send Mr. Miller and his daughter to
fear of Kevin' s supposed benefactor. "Well, that i
th Sarah. He strode toward me, his face red with anger. "You think
it card down on the counter. It was a different col
e. Try this one. And add another fifty thousand for my trouble. A little bonus to ma
er among themselves. Their eyes were on Kevin, full of admiration for h
em whispered to another. "That
ager. "Please, verify the new card. W
ersonal account. Unlimited limit. She said to tell her husband he's a pathetic, controlling loser when I see
im, letting his wo
e man with the money, quickly t
ed. The same sha
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nt from red to a pasty white. The smug confidence drai
sible," he stammered.
this time they were different. The admiration
d cards? Wha
not who he
etting emb
a simple, black card with no numbers on the front, just
stands. Double his last bid. And they," I po
ault!" she shrieked at Emily. "You're just a jealous nobo
spark of her father's fire. "The only one getting destr
on Kevin's arm. "Don't let them talk to me l
ds shaking slightly. He didn't dial
tered, more to himself than to
appeared. She was in a plush bathrobe, her
? I told you I'd
talk to them!" he pleaded. "And this o
Williams. I am a top client of this agency. You will do exactly as Kev
e believed she possessed. The manager, seeing her fac
Williams! My apologies! We will pro
entiality. My wife' s name was not publicly associated with my fortune. She had her own identity, something she' d always insisted up
bid stands. The highest bidder wins. That's how it works, isn't it?
etween Sarah' s video-call
s just gett