A Bluetooth Connection Revealed His Affair
Chapter 1
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.
Rachel stared at the black Mercedes in confusion.
"Didn't Ryan say he was on a business trip? Why is his car here?"
Yes.
He left on a business trip last night, saying he'd be back by evening to celebrate my birthday.
I pulled up his number and called.
---Ring---Ring---Ring---
No answer.
I checked the time: 11:30.
"Forget it, let's just go up."
This maternity care center was located above the city's most expensive private women's hospital. It operated on a strict members-only appointment system, specializing in pre-pregnancy care, pregnancy support, and postpartum recovery.
I was three months pregnant. Rachel originally wanted to bring me here to check out the place for my birthday.
The elevator doors opened, and the receptionist greeted us with a practiced smile:
"Hello, ma'am. Do you have an appointment?"
"Yes, under Anna---"
"No."
I pulled my friend back behind me:
"It's under my husband's name, Ryan Walker."
The staff member paused, then looked down at her computer.
Then she looked up:
"I'm sorry, ma'am. Due to client privacy, I cannot confirm specific appointment details with you."
My heart tightened.
Can't disclose?
That meant he really was here.