What She Overheard in Her Own Marriage novel Chapter 558

When Finnian finished the final video, he buried his face in his hands. If he hadn't seen this footage, those memories would have remained a hazy blur forever.

Had Kaia seen these too? Who had shown them to her?

Finnian suddenly recalled that Seraphina always loved lugging a DSLR camera around on their trips to photograph the scenery. Aside from her, no one else would have captured this.

So, Seraphina was the one who had handed these over to Kaia?

A violent storm ripped through his chest. A suffocating tightness gripped his throat, instantly killing any desire to keep digging through the computer. He slammed it shut, his heart racing in chaotic, unsettled agony.

Seeing these videos was the exact reason Kaia was absolutely convinced he was having an affair with Noelle.

So, her relentless emotional turbulence over the past year had all been because of this footage.

But why hadn't she just confronted him? Why hadn't she given him a single chance to explain?

During his youth, he had been entirely clueless about love. Perhaps back then, he truly had liked Noelle. It was an innocent affection—he felt comfortable around her and liked taking care of her when she was in trouble. But the moment she decided to marry Rafael, Finnian had brutally ripped those feelings out by the roots.

Rafael was the older brother he had admired since childhood. Finnian would never dream of fighting him for a woman. When he heard they were getting married, he had been miserable for a while, but he snapped out of it quickly.

Women gave themselves because of love. Men were different; they could fall in love through the physical connection.

After they were married, Finnian felt that their union had been far too hasty. But since he had made her his wife, he was determined to give her the ultimate status and dignity. He gave her an extravagant wedding, shares in Aethelstan, and a top-tier position as a lead researcher.

His thoughts spiraled into a chaotic mess. Finnian couldn't bear to dig any deeper. All he knew was that he might have met the right person at the wrong time, but when the right time finally came, he had already lost her completely.

Finnian practically fled the guest room and returned to the master bedroom, but sleep evaded him for hours.

Perhaps he and Kaia were just too emotionally repressed. Their personalities clashed completely. They both refused to speak their minds, failing to communicate when it mattered most. The misunderstandings had festered until it brought them to this devastating ruin—all because he couldn't open his damn mouth.