NoahOwen's words sent a shiver down my spine. I broke out in a cold sweat. I stared at him, eyes wide and filled with shock. Did he suspect anything? How could he know that Raymond was the father? Owen’s face reddened. He cleared his throat, trying to cover up his embarrassment."Don't look at me like that," He said, his voice softer now. "It's just my frustration talking. I know Raymond can’t be the father. But how could you not tell me the truth?"His initial anger seemed to fade. It was replaced by hurt and confusion. I felt a wave of relief wash over me. Owen didn’t suspect anything about Raymond. That was one less thing to worry about."Owen, you need to stop acting like a child," I said firmly. "Throwing tantrums doesn’t solve anything. My private life is none of your business anymore. If you harass me again, I won’t hesitate to call the police."With that, I turned and walked away. I left the villa I once called my home. His words had cut deep, but I couldn’t let him control
NoahI did have sex with Owen a few months before the divorce. It was a night I would rather forget. And yet, the memories kept creeping in.After a long drive filled with intense feelings, I arrived back home from the support group. I was nauseous again. I ran to the bathroom to throw up. After cleaning up and brushing my teeth, I sat down on the couch.I took a deep breath. Finally, some time to process all the feelings the support group meeting had brought up. My mind was still racing and suddenly took me back to that awful night with Owen. The memories were so vivid, it felt like I was reliving it… Owen came home to our villa, reeking of alcohol. I assumed he had been out at a bar. He’d been drinking a lot lately. He was distant and frustrated with me all the time since Josie’s housewarming party. I wondered what was going on.His eyes were bloodshot, and his movements unsteady. I handed him a glass of water to help sober him up. But as soon as he drank it, he turned on me. He t
RaymondI was in Paris for a crucial business trip. The city was vibrant and lively as always. Paris in winter was a magical place. The city sparkled under a blanket of frost. The Eiffel Tower glistened like a jewel against the gray sky. The streets were lined with twinkling lights. The Seine flowed silently, reflecting the city’s charm.From my hotel room, I had a perfect view of this winter wonderland. I often found myself gazing out at the Eiffel Tower, dreaming about bringing Noah here one day. She would love the beauty and romance of Paris.My days were filled with back-to-back meetings, negotiating deals and attending conferences. The latest conference was particularly important. I was immersed in the discussions when my phone buzzed.It was Owen calling. I didn't think he had anything urgent to discuss, so I ignored the call. But he called again after only five seconds. I apologized to my colleagues and stepped out of the conference room. I felt annoyed at the interruption. Esp
NoahThis wasn’t the first time I received photos of Owen cheating on me. The blonde hair and slender build of the woman kissing him reminded me of my best friend Josie. But it couldn't be her… Right?With trembling fingers, I dropped my phone. How could he do this to me? I thought he cared. I thought I was the most important person in his life. I was like a sister to him, and now I am his wife!After losing my parents, I was adopted by Owen’s family. I saved Owen's life when we were young. His family was so grateful that they decided to take me in.I grew up with Owen. We used to be inseparable. At first, he was like a brother to me. But as we grew older, things changed…He went from an awkward, geeky boy to a tall, handsome young man.I changed with the years, too. Puberty transformed me from a skinny little girl into a fit, voluptuous young woman. My dark brown hair grew long and wavy, spreading on my shoulders like seaweed. My bright green eyes with soft sight were framed by long
NoahMy heart sank when Owen picked up the phone. The screen clearly said “Josie”. He answered: “Hello? Yes, of course, sir. I can take a look at those documents for you.”I couldn't believe Owen was lying to my face. He glanced at me, then quickly walked over to the kitchen.When he thought I couldn't hear him, his voice softened. He sounded so sweet. Although I couldn’t hear his words, the way he spoke to Josie reminded me of the beginning of our romance.Owen was still trying to hide his betrayal from me. He must have forgotten that he gave away his secret last night, when he called me Josie. Those pictures on my phone left no doubt. He was cheating on me, with my best friend.I leaned up against the wall. I felt weakened by my fever and this emotional rollercoaster. I stared at my husband as he came back inside the living room. He avoided my eyes.It felt as if he had become a stranger. In the past, he would’ve never let me suffer like this.“I’ll pick you up later.” Owen said, re
NoahMy heart sank when Owen picked up the phone. The screen clearly said “Josie”. He answered, “Hello? Yes, of course, sir. I can take a look at those documents for you.”I couldn't believe Owen was lying to my face. He glanced at me, then quickly walked over to the kitchen.When he thought I couldn't hear him, his voice softened. He sounded so sweet. Although I couldn’t hear his words, the way he spoke to Josie reminded me of the beginning of our romance.Owen was still trying to hide his betrayal from me. He must have forgotten that he gave away his secret last night, when he called me Josie. Those pictures on my phone left no doubt. He was cheating on me, with my best friend.I leaned up against the wall. I felt weakened by my fever and this emotional rollercoaster. I stared at my husband as he came back inside the living room. He avoided my eyes.It felt as if he had become a stranger. In the past, he would’ve never let me suffer like this.“I’ll pick you up later.” Owen said, re
NoahMy heart sank when Owen picked up the phone. The screen clearly said “Josie”. He answered: “Hello? Yes, of course, sir. I can take a look at those documents for you.”I couldn't believe Owen was lying to my face. He glanced at me, then quickly walked over to the kitchen.When he thought I couldn't hear him, his voice softened. He sounded so sweet. Although I couldn’t hear his words, the way he spoke to Josie reminded me of the beginning of our romance.Owen was still trying to hide his betrayal from me. He must have forgotten that he gave away his secret last night, when he called me Josie. Those pictures on my phone left no doubt. He was cheating on me, with my best friend.I leaned up against the wall. I felt weakened by my fever and this emotional rollercoaster. I stared at my husband as he came back inside the living room. He avoided my eyes.It felt as if he had become a stranger. In the past, he would’ve never let me suffer like this.“I’ll pick you up later.” Owen said, re
NoahI couldn’t believe my eyes! While I was leaving, my husband was screwing with my best friend in my room! Didn’t he remember I got hurt because of him?! How ridiculous!Even though I had seen Owen and Josie’s betrayal before in photos, witnessing it in real life was way worse. It felt like a million knives stabbed me in the chest. My heart shattered.“How dare you cheat on me in our home! In our own bed, for God’s sake!” I cried out.They hadn’t heard me open the bedroom door over the romantic music that was playing. They turned around with shocked looks on their faces. If I wasn’t so devastated, it might’ve been funny.Owen's mouth had lipstick smears all over it, and Josie’s blonde hair was disheveled. They were both in their underwear. Clothes were spread out all over our bedroom floor. I tried to hold back my tears. I didn't want to show them my pain. My crying might come across as weakness. I demanded an explanation.“I don’t believe this. Owen! Did you forget I am your wife