Beyond the Divorce
Chapter 1
Many people see my husband as the perfect husband. He cared for me and loved me in every way. Yet, he still cheated on me right under my nose.
It all started that day
As night fell, I could finally relax after putting my daughter to bed.
grabbed my phone and mindlessly scrolled through TikTok when a street fashion live broadcast caught my eye.
My heart pounded, and my hands started to feel clammy as I held my phone.
but the host had already switched the camera angle.
Then I hurriedly exited TikTok and video-called my husband, Matthew Murphy.
He was supposed to be on a three-day business trip in Canta, yet I just saw him on the live broadcast with another woman in his arms.
The phone rang for a long while before he finally answered the call.
Matthew’s camera shook slightly,
He greeted me warmly, “Hey, honey!”
"Where are you?" I asked urgently as my eyes scanned the footage from his end.
"I'm having dinner with a client. I came out to answer your call. What's up? Is there something wrong? Is Ava asleep?" He asked
I mumbled absent-mindedly, then asked, "When are you coming home?"
“Do you miss me?" Matthew smiled affectionately at me, full of love. "I'll try to come home as soon as possible. It's getting late. Go to bed early, okay? I still have things to attend to. Bye!"
He blew a kiss to me and then hung up the call.
I held my phone, stunned and annoyed at myself for being suspicious.
Matthew was an extraordinary, handsome, and doting husband, even though he was just a pauper when we first met.
Although he was from an ordinary family with a sickly younger sister from the city, I chose him among my many admirers because of his looks.
When I got pregnant, I decided to stop and entrusted the company to my husband while I focused on raising our child and managing our home.
Matthew felt so guilty that we didn’t have a wedding ceremony that he promised to provide for me and make up for any grievances I suffered.
How could such a husband cheat?
I pursed my lips and smiled, realizing I had watched too many TV shows that evoked such ridiculous thoughts.
I must have been thinking about Matthew too much.
Matthew returned early the following day
"I've missed you so much, sweetheart!"
He pulled me toward the bed right away without giving me a chance to respond. Also, he seemed particularly enthusiastic today.
When we finished, I smiled and watched his tall figure approach the bathroom. As I was about to clean up, his phone on the bedside table flashed, indicating he had received a message.
I glanced at it and froze.
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