Chapter 2

On New Year's Eve, my husband Simon and a group of his buddies had plans to celebrate together. I stayed home because of my pregnancy.

As night fell, I received a message from Simon with an address attached.

"Honey, I have a surprise for you."

With my seven-month belly, I hurried to the club to meet him.

My excitement was doused like cold water over flames.

The private room was hazy with smoke, a scene of drunken luxury.

Simon's little secretary Kelly had dazed eyes and flushed ears.

She sat on Simon's lap, looking both innocent and seductive.

Simon's right hand, veins bulging, gripped the woman's waist tightly. Kelly had stripped down to just her sexy lingerie.

That lingerie was custom-made by Simon for me on our wedding day. One of a kind.

On our wedding night, I wore it, and Simon possessed me fiercely.

But now Simon had secretly taken it out to seek thrills.

Kelly's exposed slender white waist stung my eyes.

"Daddy~ Be gentle with me, slow down~"

"You duplicitous little vixen, begging me five times a day and still playing innocent."

They kissed and embraced passionately, oblivious to others. The people around them seemed unfazed.

I realized who had really sent that text message.

Simon's group of buddies each had their arms around a young girl, watching this scene with amusement.

Carl teased, "Kelly, that New Year's outfit is so hot! No wonder Simon was willing to leave Rachel behind on New Year's Eve to come here."

Simon pulled Kelly's waist forcefully, exhaled, and smiled with a smirk.

"Some positions Rachel won't try. So I find someone who will to release my urges. I know my priorities."

"Besides, Rachel's gotten fat as a pig since she got pregnant, sloppy all the time. Makes me sick just looking at her. How could she compare to Kelly's sultry charm?"

Kelly's little hand drew circles on Simon's chest as she pouted coquettishly.

"You're terrible, treating me like that. I'm daddy's good girl~"

"Yes, yes, yes. Happy New Year to my good girl!"

Simon pulled out an expensive diamond necklace from his pocket and tucked it into Kelly's cleavage.

The girl in his arms giggled continuously.

Someone joked, "Simon's going too far. Aren't you afraid your wife will find out and divorce you?"

Simon didn't care.

"So what if she finds out? She loves me so much and she's carrying my child. Where could she go?"

Then came their indecent flirting sounds.

"Damn!"

My stomach cramped and I felt waves of nausea. My face pale, I pushed the door open.

My arrival broke the room's cheerful atmosphere.

Simon quickly grabbed the coat from the sofa and draped it over Kelly.

I found it ironic. I clenched my fists in anger.

"What, she dares to ride on top of you in public but you're worried about her exposed shoulders?"

"Watch your mouth. The girl's sensitive."

Kelly, protected by him, looked at me provocatively.

"Rachel, as his secretary, I'm just helping Mr. Simon. You should understand."

Everyone tried to smooth things over, giving Simon a way out.

"Rachel, we were playing truth or dare. Everyone got drunk and things got out of hand. We'll drink three cups to apologize to you. Just forgive Simon!"