Betrayal. The Secret Son from an Ex

“I sleep with your husband! If you decide to spy on us again, I’m not against it. Maybe you’ll learn something new. Lesha said you’re a log in bed!”

“How could you? You’re my best friend…”

I look at her face and still can’t believe it… This scoundrel—she told me all her most intimate secrets and cried on my shoulder over and over again because she couldn’t get pregnant. I trusted her, and she waited for the right moment and went to bed with my man.

The next instant, the door to the business center opens—and my husband walks toward us, pleased as a cat right after mating.

“Sweetheart, what are you doing here?” the traitor says, looking at me with the gaze of someone caught red-handed—caught at the scene of the crime.