So, I decided to fight fire with fire. I installed my own hidden cameras.
One evening, Dereck surprised me by bringing me a glass of warm milk.
“I bought this special prenatal formula for you. It’s good for the baby.”
I drank it, touched by the gesture, and slept soundly that night.
The next day, while reviewing the surveillance footage, my stomach churned.
Dereck had brought Claire home while I was fast asleep.
That woman lay brazenly right next to me!
They indulged in their passion while I slept peacefully.
“Your trick worked perfectly. Sneaking her some sleeping pills was brilliant,” she beamed. “Even more thrilling than usual! You’re amazing!”
Their illicit tryst lasted three or four hours before they finally stopped.
The following morning, Dereck returned home unusually early.
Perhaps out of guilt, he approached me and hugged me tightly, burying his head in my neck.
“Wife, I’ve missed you so much. We haven’t been intimate since the baby...”
He lifted his head, his shirt half undone, revealing his toned chest and faintly bulging veins.
If this had been the past, I would have eagerly leaned into him, massaged his shoulders, and catered to his every whim.