They brazenly carried out their intimate activities right on the couch, utterly ignoring Juni, who cried until she was hoarse.
It turned out that Christian’s infidelity had begun long before I even suspected it.
Fine. Very well.
I saved the video clips and called my lawyer, Adam Lewis, with a steady hand. “Mr. Lewis, hello. Please help me draft a divorce agreement.”
I was determined to leave Christian. I had to take Juni and walk away from this despicable man.
I had just hung up the phone when I heard the front door open. Christian entered, lugging several bags of luggage as his face lit up with an enthusiastic smile. It had been a long time since I had seen him smile like that.
However, the moment he saw me, his grin vanished. “Why aren’t you at work?”
I responded with a cold smirk, “I’m not as carefree as you, Christian. Our child was burning with fever, and you acted like nothing happened.”
Christian frowned. “Why do you always pick fights the moment we see each other? I told you, I was working overtime yesterday! If it weren’t for you and Juni, would I be working myself to the bone every day?”
Just then, I noticed a slim figure standing outside the door.
It was Peyton.
She extended her hand to me with a polite smile. “Shiloh, hello. Sorry for the intrusion.”
I did not respond, nor did I move aside to let her in.
Christian, however, could not hide his impatience. He pulled me to the side and gently helped Peyton to the couch.
“Peyton’s injured, so she’ll be staying with us for a few days.”
I looked at the two of them. “She’s injured, so she’s staying at someone else’s house? Christian, you’re really something.”
Christian waved his hand dismissively. “You know how hard it is for Peyton, being out there all alone. She’s a young woman working in my company, so, of course, I need to look after her. We’re just colleagues. Don’t overthink it.”
Peyton glanced at me, her eyes welling up. “Shiloh, I’m really sorry for troubling you and Mr. Clark.”
I nodded. “You’re right—it is troubling. As you can see, we have a small child here, and it’s really not convenient.”
“Shiloh Jackson! Shut your mouth!” Christian snapped, cutting me off.
“Can’t you show some compassion? Peyton is five years younger than you. How can you treat her like this? We have a guest room. What’s the harm in letting Peyton stay for a few days? Besides, I bought this house, so I decide who stays in it. Stop making trouble.”
Christian’s righteous tone was laughable. He seemed to have forgotten that when I was Peyton’s age, I stood by him as we built our lives from scratch.
Back then, I was in the prime of my youth, and he used to care about me, promising to give me a good life.
Now, his concern was reserved for another woman.
I smiled faintly and blocked Christian’s path as he headed to the guest room.
“Why would I disagree? I think Peyton should stay in the master bedroom since she’s injured. Juni and I can move into the guest room.”
Christian hesitated, clearly sensing that something was unusual. After all, I had always argued and fought with him about his decisions. I had never agreed so readily. I was even offering to give up the master bedroom.
“Shiloh, are you feeling okay?”
I quickly started packing my things. “Of course, I’m fine. I’m just thinking of you both.”
Then, Christian surprisingly agreed with my suggestion and even offered to help me pack. Such a hypocritical man.
As he was helping me move, Peyton suddenly stood up. “Thank you, Shiloh. I’ll definitely repay your kindness—ow!”
Before she could finish, she pretended to lose her balance and fell back down dramatically.
Christian immediately rushed past me, scooping Peyton into his arms and carrying her to the master bedroom.
Peyton flashed me a smug smile over his shoulder, as if she were mocking my inability to keep my husband in line.
However, what she did not realize was that Christian was no better than garbage in my eyes now.
Once Peyton moved into the master bedroom, Christian gallantly volunteered to sleep on the couch in the living room, claiming it was to avoid any misunderstandings.
Yet later that night, I found the couch empty when I got up to check on Juni. Instead, I heard soft, intimate sounds coming from the master bedroom.
Even right under his wife’s nose, they were chasing their thrill to the very end.
