Who Exposed My Husband's Affair? The Super Bowl novel Chapter 7

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“Marriage?”

“Grayson, the second you started cheating with Chloe, we stopped being married.”

“When you covered up for her, you should’ve known we could only ever be enemies.”

He had no response. Just hung his head.

That pathetic, pitiful look only disgusted me.

After he kept showing up, my patience finally ran out.

I spent a few minutes finding the email address of Grayson’s biggest rival in finance.

I sent him every single photo and video from that folder.

No name. No explanation.

I trusted he’d understand the value of this “gift.”

After I finished, I closed my laptop and slept better than I had in months.

The next day, Wall Street’s golden boy fell from grace.

Overnight, intimate photos of Grayson and his mistress Chloe spread through every financial network.

Then the media went into a frenzy,

#WallStreetMogulCheats #Grayson Hayes CoverUp

One trending topic after another, each one more damning than the last.

His company released a statement immediately.

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Due to tuzal misconduct and severe dantage to the company’s remitation, Grayson Hayes was being removed from his executive position and demoted Begal action was being considered.

Everyone turned on him.

The internet tore him apart

Scand Disgrace to the business world!”

Het his deals were dirty too. Someone investigate this guy!”

Teel so bad for his wife. Imagine being married to that.”

read through the comments and calmly turned off my phone.

The online chaos had nothing to do with me.

never saw him again after that.

My son’s heart transplant was scheduled. Next week, at the best cardiac hospital in New York.

The day we left, the sun was shining.

pulled my small suitcase with one hand and held my son’s hand with the other.

He was so excited, chattering away about all the good food in New York.

smiled and ruffled his hair.

Of course. Once you’re better, we’ll eat at every restaurant in the city.”

The airport was crowded. The announcements echoed gently through the terminal.

Everything felt full of hope.

We got in line at the check–in counter. It was long.

My son leaned against my leg, then tugged gently on my shirt.

He lowered his voice like he was telling me a secret.

Mommy, I see Daddy.”

My heart skipped a beat.

My son hugged me tighter, burying his face against me. His voice came out muffled.

“I don’t like him, Mommy. Let’s go.”

In that moment, all the emotions churning inside me went still.

I looked down at the top of his small head and smiled.

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