CHAPTER 6

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⋆୨୧ Mikaili ୨୧⋆


I was in pain.

Lots of pain.

And all that pain happen to come from my lower abdomen. Events of yesterday flooded my mind and a shy smile was placed on my lips.

He bought a penthouse for me because I didn't want to hang out in the open.

That made me shock because nobody has ever done that for me.

Not even Benson.

Benson hasn't spent a dime on me ever since our honeymoon, and we hardly ever went out. Always stuck at home working or rather doing nothing.

So the idea of Matthew buying me a penthouse so we could have alone time was definitely enough to bring butterflies to my stomach.

The sex was incredible. Definitely sex I couldn't compare too, and I didn't even want to let Matthew know he did great because that would just feed his ego.

Sighing, I climbed out of bed. My empty bed because Benson wasn't here as usual.

He left rather early then usual, and it wasn't long when I put the pieces together that he was seeing Charlotte.

His work wife.

That's the code name me and Mia came up with, and it never failed to stick around.

Charlotte was beautiful. Long blonde hair with high cheekbones that was definitely Botox, but whatever. Who am I to judge.

When I first married Benson, Charlotte was a bit weird around me whenever I did come around the company. She'd be more polite and almost nervous around me.

But when I came to terms that she was his mistress, it all made sense.

You may be thinking, why the fuck don't I just divorce the asshole. Why do I bother staying with him when I know he's doing things behind my back.

Well, all I can say is.

God works in mysterious ways.

And that's coming from an atheist.

I know there's something that will bring out his lies and the horrid truth. Maybe his mother will stop seeing him as the son she babies so much.

Maybe I will get a happy ending, but not now. I'd rather enjoy the now before it gets way better.

I was in the kitchen making me an espresso latte. The news was on and it was two ladies sitting around those lager glass tables gossiping about whatever they had to.

It was a great talk show if I'm being honest.

I'd often find myself listening from time to time.

"Good morning New York City" Bianca started as she stared through the camera with her dashing sweetheart smile "it's a sunny morning and it's also a day to start feeling hyped up for the upcoming Bruins game tomorrow"

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