Chapter 7 Looking for Evidence

I had almost finished preparing the food when Matthew returned with our daughter. Ava ran in, exclaiming in her sweet and childish voice, “Mommy, I’m back! Daddy picked me up!”

Her adorable voice brought tears to my eyes, but I suppressed my emotions. “I got you some pineapples. They’re your favorite, right?”

“Oh! Mommy, you’re the best! I can’t wait to eat them” She ran out and headed to Matthew, saying, “Daddy, I want to eat pineapples!”

“You can have a small piece for now. You can have more after dinner, okay?” Matthew washed his hands and took a small piece to hand to our eager little girl. Then he squeezed into the tiny kitchen and hugged me from behind. “Why did you make so much food?”

I felt terrible because this once-happy family of three was now on the verge of collapsing.

business trip. You must be tired.” I forced a smile and asked,

reply, and my heart immediately sank. I playfully nudged him

he thought of the other woman whenever he held me. When I finished cooking, I smiled and asked, “Do you want a drink? It’s been a while, and

me questioningly. “Why do you suddenly want to drink?”

out?” I asked as I turned to get the wine. “Since I made so many

alcohol well, so I poured him

as I reminisced about our college days, starting the business, and our current life.

cheerful I was and poured himself another glass of wine while reminding me not to drink too much. Ultimately,

as it was my first time looking through his things in so

searched through his pockets and

his phone, but it had a fingerprint lock. I quietly approached him, trying to grab his hand, but he suddenly turned and caught

he slurred at me.

fast asleep. I unlocked and looked through his phone but found no suspicious names in the call history. I recognized most of them, and it seemed like very few were female, so I ruled them out.

people. I opened the conversation of the first contact and saw the message from the day he returned.

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