Who Exposed My Husband's Affair? The Super Bowl novel Chapter 31

Chapter 8

Chapter 8

Callum stood outside my shop for a full

day and

and night.

Just stood there. Like a homeless puppy.

I didn’t feel sorry for him. At 8 PM, I left through the back and let my staff close up.

When I got home, I took a long shower

Then my best friend called.

The day’s stress melted away.

“Did you hear? After Ivy got fired, her parents dragged her back to their village. The very next day, they sold her off to some fifty–year–old creep.”

“And the guy’s a total psycho. Beats her every day. She’s lost it–like, completely. She’s got some kind of mental break now. Doesn’t even respond when people talk to her.”

“Karma’s a bitch. That’s what she gets for being a homewrecker.”

Over the next few days, Callum kept showing up. Stood outside my shop like he wasn’t leaving until I forgave him.

him.

On the fifth day, a car came speeding down the street and slammed into h

He flew backward. Blood everywhere.

But he didn’t scream. Didn’t cry. Just stared at my shop entrance.

Like he was waiting for me to come out. To check on him.

I didn’t.

Because I’m the one who paid the driver.

I wanted him to know what pain felt like.

Some passerby called an ambulance. They took him to the hospital.

While he was there, he sent me a few texts. Asking me to visit.

I didn’t reply.

When he got out, he came back. Limping. Looking pathetic.

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It was bad for business. So I had my staff drag him around to the hack entrance.

1 stared at him, expression blank.

“Callum, we’re adults. You screwed up. Own it. Why do you keep doing this?”

He looked broken.

“Because I can’t live without you. I mean it. Every second without you feels like torture.”

“Sloane. I’ve lost everything. Can’t you see I’ve been punished enough? Just give me one more chance.”

1 looked into his desperate eyes.

Then I slapped him.

“Does that wake you up?”

“I told you. We’re done. Court’s tomorrow. Be there. Or I’ll have you dragged there myself.”

In court.

Callum sat across from me, looking completely defeated.

His eyes were hollow. Like he’d lost the one thing that mattered.

But I knew better. Cheating isn’t a one–time thing. It’s zero times or infinite times.

If I forgave him, he’d forget the pain eventually. And he’d hurt me again.

I wasn’t stupid enough to give him that chance.

In the end, the divorce was finalized.

The day I got the papers, Callum blocked my path outside the courthouse.

He looked awful. Thin. Hollow–eyed. Wrecked.

“Sloane… I really do love you. Losing you is killing me. Doesn’t it hurt you at all? Or did you never love me? Is that why you left so easily?”

I laughed. He was impossible.

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“Think whatever you want.”

I turned and walked away.

He tried to follow. But my best friend’s security stopped him..

She jabbed a finger in his face.

“You disgusting piece of trash. Leave her alone! You didn’t think about consequences when you were screwing that girl, did you? You’re not sorry you cheated–you’re sorry you got caught!”

“You’re pathetic! Get lost before I run you over myself!”

Callum opened his mouth. Closed it. Then turned and left.

After that day, he disappeared.

I thought he’d finally given up.

Then one day, my best friend told me–he’d jumped into a river.

They’d cremated his body two days ago.

She looked confused.

“I don’t get it. He cheated. He moved on. So why kill himself over you? Did he not realize he loved you until after you

left him?”

“I’ve been a lawyer for years. I’ve seen this so many times. I just don’t understand what goes through these people’s heads.”

I forced a bitter smile. Couldn’t find the words.

Because I didn’t understand either.

If he’d just… not done any of it, we could’ve been happy forever.

But he made his choices. And choices have consequences.

Callum cheated–that was his choice. He killed himself–that was his choice too. None of it had anything to do with

1. me.

And my choice? To walk away from anyone who hurt me.

Forever.