I hopped in the car, ran the dash cam, and checked the recent footage of the past two days.
He left home yesterday afternoon, but drove into a fancy apartment downtown.
After a while, someone sat in the passenger seat. It was Jessica Wilson.
"William, I haven't seen you for a few days. I'm going crazy from missing you."
They were making out, panting.
"Ain't I here with you now?"
"I don't care, you have to make up for these days' share!"
"You're planning on squeezing me dry!"
Their flirty banter shattered me.
It was still clear in my mind that two days ago, William held me close and tried to comfort me.
"Jane, don't be sad, we're still young, we'll have another baby..."
There was a heavy rainstorm last week. While going to the airport to pick up him returning from a business trip, a speeding car hit my car and I lost the fetus.
I had a hard time conceiving. I finally got pregnant after loads of meds and treatment...
I was devastated.
William took time off and stayed with me at home for three days.
It was not until yesterday that he said he had some crucial project out of town that required him to go there.
But I didn't expect that his so-called work trip was just an excuse for his affair.