A Bluetooth Connection Revealed His Affair

Discovering my husband's affair was actually a small matter.

I was at a parking lot with my best friend, Rachel, checking out a high-end maternity care center, when I spotted his car.

I walked to the front desk:

"Excuse me, could you check if my husband, Ryan Walker, has an appointment here today?"

Soon, the receptionist looked up:

"I'm sorry, ma'am, we cannot disclose client appointment information."

My heart tightened.

Can't disclose?

That meant he really was here.

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Rachel stared at the black Mercedes in confusion.

"Didn't Ryan say he was on a business trip? Why is his car here?"