Flew Overseas to Surprise My Husband—Big Surprise! Caught His Mistress There Chapter 02

Flew Overseas to Surprise My Husband—Big Surprise! Caught His Mistress There Chapter 02

Nathan’s sprinting toward me.

His face lights up. “Babe! Oh my god-you’re here? This is the surprise?”.

He’s ten feet away and I can already smell her perfume on him.

My stomach flips. I clutch the pregnancy test in my bag. “Yeah. Surprise.”

He grabs my hand, practically dragging me through the lobby.

Reception’s gawking. Including those two elevator girls.

Nathan stops, shooting them a look. “This is my wife. Next time she shows up, walk her straight to me.”

Right. He thinks they made me wait.

He leads me to his office. The place is pristine. Every surface wiped down.

But that smell. God, that smell.

He’s rubbing my shoulders now like I’m made of glass. “Baby, don’t pull stunts like this again, okay? That flight’s brutal on you.”

Brutal. Right.

The door flies open.

Chloe breezes back in like I’m invisible.

“Hey babe, left something in here. Just grabbing it real quick—”

Nathan’s whole body goes rigid. He yanks her forward. “Whoa-this is my wife, Emma. Show some respect.”

Then to me, voice smooth: “This is Chloe. My buddy Jake’s little sister. He’s traveling, asked me to keep an eye on her.”

Chloe’s eyes lock on mine. That smirk could cut glass.

“Oh, Emma. Right. Yeah, we already met. Remember?”

Nathan blinks. “Wait, when?”

I open my mouth-

Chloe reaches under the couch cushion. Pulls out leopard-print panties. Holds them up like buried treasure.

“Found them! Must’ve dropped these when I was changing this morning.”

Nathan goes white. “Babe-no, listen-she borrowed my office before my meeting-that’s all-”

Chloe’s already twirling the lace, grinning at me. “Exactly. Nathan’s devoted to you, Emma. And me? I’ve got my own boyfriend. We’re so in love.”

She tugs her collar down. Hickeys everywhere:

My nails dig into my palms so hard I feel skin break.

Nathan’s face cycles through panic, rage, guilt. He grabs Chloe’s collar, yanking it back up. His voice goes hard. “Get. Out.”

She flinches. Eyes go glassy.

He shoves her through the door. Slams it. Locks it.

Then spins around, hands up like he’s approaching a spooked horse. “Babe. She’s just-she’s immature. Don’t listen to her. I’ll make sure Jake deals with her.”

He’s so good at this. Academy Award-level.

I almost want to applaud.

“Does lying get you off, Nathan? Like, is this fun for you?”

He freezes. “What? Babe, no-what are you even-”

Still playing dumb.

Something inside me shatters.

“She’s not Jake’s sister. She’s not anyone’s sister. She’s your girlfriend, Nathan. You’re marrying her in seven days.”

My voice cracks.

“So what the hell am I? Your side piece? Your fucking backup plan?”