My Wife's Betrayal: I Chose to Forget the Scars and DivorceChapter 1
I'd been married to Iris Campbell for three years, yet she still hung up on her ex-boyfriend, Gavin Jackman.
Iris' coat would always end up at Gavin's place, or her lipstick would pop up in his car.
At a friend's birthday party, Gavin gave Iris her coat back with a flirty look. "Your coat ended up at my place again last night," he told her.
Suddenly, all eyes were on me, Albert Yancey. They looked amused, like they were enjoying the drama.
They all waited for me to lose it with jealousy. But to their surprise, I just laughed and covered for Iris. "They were childhood sweethearts. Even if they shared a bed, I wouldn't read too much into it."
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Last week, Iris went out in the middle of the night to watch a movie with Gavin.
Fuming, I asked her, "Why do you have to watch a movie with him at midnight?"
Iris snapped back, accusing me of being paranoid and distrustful. "We went with a bunch of friends, not just the two of us," she insisted.
Despite my protests, she went anyway. I didn't sleep all that night.
Just before dawn, I saw on Instagram that Iris had posted a selfie with Gavin in a private theater with racy decor.