My Wife's Birthday Gift

Early the next morning, Phoebe sat at her vanity, touching up her makeup. She was already dressed in a strappy summer dress.

"Heading out this early? Where are you going?" I asked casually.

Phoebe shot me a quick look. "To driving practice, obviously. After all the hours I've put in, you'd better buy me a car when I finally get my license!"

"No problem. How about a Mini Cooper?"

The second I said it, her eyes lit up.

"Really? I knew you were the best!"

She walked out the door, humming like she had just won the lottery.

Yeah, keep dreaming! Let her enjoy that lie for now.

As soon as she left, I followed right after her.

I didn't dare take my own car; it was way too easy for her to notice.

So I waved down a cab and told the driver to follow her car.

The driver looked irritated. "No way I can keep up with that. Are you trying to get us both killed?"

"I'm trying to catch my cheating wife," I said seriously.

His whole attitude flipped. "Say no more, brother. I've got this. Sit tight."

Then he slammed the gas and took off.

Just like I expected, Phoebe was dropped off at a driving school.

I followed from a distance and slipped into a narrow side path where I could watch without being seen.

The driving school wasn't busy today. Just a few students were practicing.

Phoebe went straight to a small cluster of trees, where an instructor's car was parked. She climbed in like she had done it a hundred times. A man was sitting in the passenger seat.

The two of them started making out right there in the car.

I immediately pulled out my phone, recording everything as I opened the monitoring app.

Phoebe's voice shook. "Liam… What if someone sees us…"

"What's the problem? That's the fun part."

I wanted to rip the door open and drag them both out, but I forced myself to stay put.

A few minutes later, after they finally finished, Phoebe caught her breath and said, "Honey, you're incredible… You're not like Troy. He's so boring and clueless."

The man smirked. "I want to open a gym, but I'm short on cash. Can you get some from your husband? Tell him you want to open a little shop or something. I found the perfect place. I just need 400 grand more."

Phoebe patted her chest proudly. "Don't worry. Troy never says no to me. And once I divorce him and leave him with nothing, I'll use his money to take care of you."

So there it was. She wasn't just cheating; she and her lover were planning to bleed me dry.

Letting someone like her walk around free was like allowing a disaster to roam the streets.

I pushed down my rage and walked away from the driving school.

Phoebe betrayed me first. She couldn't blame me for what happened next.

Instead of going home, I took a cab to Herman Fox's place; my college buddy.

Herman was a rich kid whose daily routine mostly involved drinking coffee, chilling, and collecting rent.

I told him everything. To my surprise, he got angrier than I was, slamming the table and calling Phoebe a tramp.

Herman had connections everywhere. It didn't take long for him to dig up Liam's whole background.

It turned out that Liam wasn't just fooling around with Phoebe. He had also attached himself to a wealthy older student. With her help, he went from instructor to driving school owner.

Well, damn. This guy lived off women for a living.

A little later, Herman got the older woman's contact. I made a new account and added her as a friend.

She accepted almost instantly.

I sent her every video I had recorded of Phoebe and Liam in the car.

For a while, she didn't reply for a while.

Then, she asked who I was and why I sent her all that.

I ignored her questions and just sent her the driving school's address.

Then I added, [Take a good look at yourself, you old hag. What do you have that compares to me? Liam said that even if you stripped down, he still wouldn't be interested.]

She replied right away, [Just you wait!]

Oh, this was going to be entertaining!