Both Husbands Chose My Best Friend

Right after we finished getting our marriage certificate, Dylan suddenly spoke up:

"I cheated on you."

He pointed at the passenger seat, his smile cruel:

"Yesterday she sat right here and kissed me. She wore something really sexy, and I couldn't resist, so we slept together."

I froze, the pain so intense I couldn't make a sound.

Dylan seemed to savor the memory:

"I can understand your ex-husband Ethan now. Fiona really has more feminine charm than you."

Yes, this was the second time I'd been betrayed.