Her Husband's Secret Affair novel Chapter 51

“Emilia?” Sophie’s voice wavered as she stepped into Alex’s office. “It’s been years.”

Emilia turned, her eyes lighting up with surprise. “Sophie! Wow, it’s really you.”

Alex, standing behind his desk, rubbed his temple. He was as surprised as Emilia to see Sophie.

“Sophie,” he began sternly, “didn’t I just tell you to take a nap? What are you doing here?”

Sophie met his gaze unapologetically. “I was already on my way when I called. Resting didn’t feel right when I was bored.”

Alex sighed heavily.

Sophie’s eyes darted to Emilia. “What were you just saying about Adam?”

Before Alex could intervene, Emilia glanced at him briefly, caught his warning glare, and ignored it. “I was telling Alex about Adam’s request for help. He claims Brenda lied about everything and wants a chance to tell his side of the story.”

Sophie’s breath hitched. Her face twisted with a mixture of confusion and pain. “Did Adam… did he say anything about Brenda’s accusations being a mistake? That… he didn’t mean for any of it to happen?”

Emilia hesitated, her lips pressing together briefly before shaking her head. “He didn’t mention that exactly. But he did say he needed the truth to come out.”

Alex groaned, slamming a hand on his desk. “Why are we even entertaining this conversation? The man’s a liar, Sophie. He made his bed—let him lie in it.”

“Alex,” Sophie’s voice was sharp but trembling. “We don’t know the whole story.”

“We know enough,” Alex retorted. “He cheated. He dragged you into his mess, and now he wants sympathy? No way.”

Sophie turned to Emilia, ignoring Alex’s heated words. “What do you think? Should we hear him out?”

“I think it’s only fair to listen,” Emilia said cautiously. “At least to get the full picture before jumping to conclusions. People deserve to be heard, Sophie. Even Adam.”

“No!” Alex’s voice boomed across the room. He glared at Emilia. “Why are you defending him? Do you not remember how he broke your heart all those years ago? Or are we just sweeping that under the rug now?”

Emilia’s calm smile didn’t waver. “Alex, I’m happily married now. Why should I waste my energy hating him? Besides, this isn’t about me—it’s about Sophie. Don’t make it personal.”