April Fools “Surprise” Husband Divorcing Me For His “Pure” Girl novel Chapter 87

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“A size two?”

I stared at the outfit in the suitcase.

Ryan was in the shower, had asked me to double-check his luggage.

Yeah, I did check, twice-matching couple sets, his and hers. The women’s? Size two.

And I wore a six.

There was also a brand-new bikini.

“Babe, grab me a towel!”

I shoved the bikini back in and shut the suitcase.

“Honey.” I pushed open the bathroom door, handed him the towel.

“What’s up?”

“Team retreat in Hawaii?”

“Yeah, company thing.” He rubbed his hair dry, grinning.

I smiled back.

“Then why only book one 7-day couple’s oceanview honeymoon suite? What, your company only has you two?”

The towel hit the floor.

Ryan’s face went white.

“Did you… did you go through my credit card?”

“Joint account after marriage. I checked our card.”

I leaned against the doorframe, watching him squirm.

He bent down, grabbed the towel, wrapped it around his waist. “That’s… I’m fronting it. Getting reimbursed after the retreat.”

“So you’re getting reimbursed for a size-two dress?”

“That’s a gift for a coworker.” He wouldn’t look at me. “You know how it is-team building, small gifts to build rapport.”

“So you know exactly what size your coworker wears?”

“I… I don’t know what size she wears. Just grabbed something.”

I nodded. “And the bikini?”

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“Beach retreat essentials.”

“Wow. They didn’t let the women buy their own? They made you, a MAN, shop for bikinis?”

Ryan went quiet.

I walked out without looking back, his voice trailing behind me: “Babe, don’t read into this. It’s really just a team thing.”

Read into it?

1 headed back to the bedroom, shut the door, pulled out my phone.

Credit card statement. Got the authorization notification this afternoon. Some five-star resort in Hawaii, honeymoon suite, seven days, pre-auth for fifty-nine thousand five hundred.

I zoomed in on the booking screenshot.

Two names on the reservation: Ryan Wilson, Sienna Brooks.

Sienna Brooks.

That twenty-five-year-old from his office.

Met her once when I dropped off papers at his company. She’d called him “Mr. Wilson,” all sweet smiles, size-two body.

My hands shook, but I kept it together.

Couldn’t tip my hand yet.

He was leaving tomorrow. Seven days. I had seven days.

Next morning, Ryan wheeled his suitcase to the door.

“Safe travels, honey.” I stood in the doorway, waving with a smile.

“Yeah, take care of Jamie while I’m gone.” He kissed my forehead. “I’ll be back before you know it.”

“How many people are going on this retreat?”

“About ten. Core team members.”

“Sienna going too?”

He froze for a second. “Yeah, she’s my assistant. She has to go.”

“Oh.” I nodded. “Have fun, then.”

The elevator doors closed on his smiling face.

I shut the door. My smile vanished.

Back in the bedroom, I grabbed his backup phone. He thought I didn’t know the password, but I’d watched him enter it enough times.

Opened messages. Recently deleted. Only one.

[Can’t wait for tomorrow! Dying to see you.]

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Me too. See you tomorrow. Sweet dreams.]

[Dreaming about you is the sweetest dream.]

Every single line felt like a knife stabbing deep into my chest.

But I didn’t cry.

I screenshot everything, saved it all, put the phone back exactly where it was.

Walked to the living room. Jamie was playing with his toys.

“Mommy, where did Daddy go?”

“Business trip.” I crouched down, ran my hand through his hair. “Do you miss Daddy?”

“Nope. Daddy’s never home anyway.”

Three years old, already used to his father being gone.

“Mommy, can we go to Grandma’s today?”

“Sure.”

I picked him up, grabbed my phone, shot a text to my best friend Cassie.

“Can you do me a favor?”

“What kind?”

“Look into someone for me. Sienna Brooks, twenty-five, works at Ryan’s company.”

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