Husband's SecretsChapter 1
It was at dawn.
My cell phone rang with a message.
I knew who it was from without even checking on it.
Recently, I would receive photos from a strange woman every morning, which all were about how she and my husband were intimate with each other.
The photos all set against a gigantic clock at Belinda Square.
Sometimes, it was at 2 a.m. Sometimes, it was at 3 a.m.
Every time she messaged me, she would provoke me, saying, "Your husband is my kept man."
I laughed it off every time.
After all, my husband, Spencer Horne, had been sleeping beside me all this time.
I clicked open the photos.
It was the same bed and the same woman with curvy body figure.
Wearing sexy sling pajamas, she snuggled up in Spencer's arms obediently.
This time, I wanted to delete the photos, but I stopped on a second thought.
I saw a clear nail print on Spencer's neck in the photo. It was from me during our affectionate intercourse last night.
Obviously... this photo was not faked.
But we slept together all the time last night!
"Jessa, sleep with me for a more while." Spencer pulled me into his arms and kissed me.
I looked up at him beside me.