After the Affair, I Made Him Leave with Nothing

That evening, I happened to glance at my husband's phone and saw his chat with a chatbot.

"Wife bought a purse for five hundred bucks. Such a waste. How do I get her to return it?"

The next second, a new message popped up on his WeChat.

"Mr. Cox, the Hermès bag you ordered has arrived."

"Would you and Ms. Gray like to pick it up in person, or shall we deliver it to you?"

My hand clenched around the phone and started to shake.

My husband's last name was indeed Cox. But mine sure as hell wasn't Gray.

I steadied my breathing and typed a reply to the sales associate.