Who Exposed My Husband's Affair? The Super Bowl novel Chapter 36

The black–and–white photos showed the baby they’d drowned, the round birthmark clearly visible.

Holly refused to face the truth that she’d drowned her own child.

She started shaking, screaming like she’d lost her mind.

“That’s impossible! Your son was supposed to die!”

By now, everyone had caught on. They exchanged looks and started asking questions.

“Colonel Reeves, what’s going on? Didn’t Holly’s baby die a month ago?”

“Your son’s perfectly healthy. How could he have died?”

Everyone knew Holly’s baby had died.

The one I was holding was mine.

Nobody understood why she was losing it.

The room erupted into chaos. Flynn’s face went white, but he couldn’t say a word.

Holly tried to continue. “The one who died wasn’t-”

Flynn’s expression shifted. He lunged to cover her mouth.

He glanced nervously at the base commander, then hissed at her.

“Shut up! Have you lost your mind?!”

Holly pounded on him, eyes red, shrieking.

“Flynn Reeves, you heartless bastard! You set this up with that bitch, didn’t you? You two planned this together!”

Flynn looked sick. He grabbed Holly’s arm, voice sharp. “Enough! Just calm down!”

“How can I calm down?! You said you’d drowned Mira’s baby! My son was supposed to be safe with her!”

“Give me back my

child!”

That sent another gasp through the crowd. People started whispering.

“Wait–they tried to drown Mira’s baby but ended up killing their own?”

“But Mira’s been caring for the baby all month. And Holly said her son died at birth. What’s really going on?”

Chapter S.

“I never would’ve guessed. Flynn Reeves is sick enough to hurt a baby.”

Waves of disgust and judgment crashed down on Flynn and Holly.

I stood in the back, watching coldly.

This was exactly what I’d been waiting for.

The celebration had turned into a disaste

ests stood around, shell–shocked.

The base commander grew darker by the second. He barked sharply:

“Flynn Reeves! What the hell is going on? You’d better

On one side, Holly was hysterical.

explain yourself!”

On the other, the base commander and every guest demanded answers.

Flynn looked bloodless, sweat pouring down his face.

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