I Caught My Don Husband Cheating With My 18-Year Best Friend At The Car Chapter 02

I Caught My Don Husband Cheating With My 18-Year Best Friend At The Car Chapter 02

Lorenzo pulled back, gave Lucy an annoyed look, then leaned toward me again.

“Mia, you look terrible. Want me to grab you some medicine?”

I pressed a hand to my stomach, about to say no, when Lucy turned around too.

“Idiot, there’s no pharmacy around here.”

She glanced at the half-melted iced Americano in the back, then looked back at me with her usual tone.

“You’re probably just wired from the caffeine. I’ll get you something warm to drink.”

With that, she grabbed a phone from the passenger seat and bolted toward the rest stop.

I watched her hurried back, then glanced at the phone still sitting in the passenger seat.

Wait. Lucy grabbed the wrong phone.

I saw it clear as day.

The one she took had my and Lorenzo’s wedding photo as the lock screen.

Now it was just me and Lorenzo in the car.

“She always acts like she’s the only one who cares about you in the whole world.”

There was a hint of exasperation in his voice.

“Makes me feel like a terrible husband.”

He reached over and rested his hand on my stomach.

“I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have gotten you coffee.”

I looked up, meeting his eyes.

“You remembered she has trouble sleeping. But you forgot I had gastritis flare-ups a while back. Can’t have caffeine.”

Lorenzo’s hand froze mid-stroke. A flash of panic crossed his face.

“I… I just heard Lucy complaining…”

He clearly hadn’t expected me to call him out. Stumbled over a lousy excuse.

Lucy chose that exact moment to come back, shoving a cup of warm milk into my hands.

“I asked the coffee shop for a warm milk. Try it, you’ll feel better.”

She was still holding Lorenzo’s phone.

I tilted my chin toward it.

“Why aren’t you using your own phone?”

Lucy froze, glanced at Lorenzo instinctively, then looked away fast.

“Sorry, I was in such a hurry I didn’t notice I grabbed the wrong one.”

She sat down next to me, slinging an arm around my shoulder like she always did.

“Mia, are you jealous?”

“For the record, I can unlock his phone ’cause his password’s your anniversary. I’ve celebrated with you two for so many years—how wouldn’t I know it?”

I stayed silent.

Fine. Knowing the phone password, that I could buy.

But the payment password?

The payment password habits of the Romano family’s head were top-level family secrets.

Even I didn’t know them.

I held the milk cup and took a small sip.

Milk settled heavy in my gut.

Lucy once swore I was her ride-or-die best friend.

Vowed she’d never stab me in the back. Look at us now.

I kept my head down, but I could feel the tension thickening in the air.

She must have signaled Lorenzo somehow.

He laced his fingers through mine.

“Baby, you tired? Let’s head home so you can rest properly.”

The car merged back onto the highway, but the lively vibe from earlier was gone.

In the closed cabin, only the navigation voice from Lorenzo’s phone cut through the silence.

I was the one who set up that navigation.

On our wedding day, I’d swapped it for a peppy girly voice pack on purpose.

At the next fork, that bright cheerful voice came on.

“Fork in the road ahead, watch out. Don Romano, your wife’s waiting for you. Get home safe, okay?”

I’d clung to his waist that day, laughing till my sides hurt.

Lorenzo threw his hands up in fake surrender.

“Yes, Donna. Anything you want.”

Those sweet moments felt like they happened minutes ago.

Tears blurred my eyes.

Then suddenly, Lucy reached over and took his phone.

Tapped the screen a few times, then set it back down.

When the navigation spoke again, it was a cold, robotic male voice.

Lorenzo frowned and shot her a look.

Lucy shrugged like she didn’t even notice.

“That voice was too loud. Mia needs to rest in peace and quiet.”

I let out a bitter little laugh and brushed the tears from my eyes.

I set the milk cup aside.

Closed my eyes and leaned back, pretending to sleep.

All those little details I’d ignored came flooding back, crashing over me like waves.