While My Husband Was Away on a Business Trip, I Brought a Cake to Comfort His Best Friend’s Widow—The Moment She Opened the Door, My World Fell Apart

them.

Arthur looked from the report to me.

“But Chloe is pregnant.”

“Yes.”

“Then Julian may not be the father.”

“Exactly.”

By four that afternoon, I was back home.

Julian’s car still sat in the driveway.

Two suitcases stood near the stairs, but he was sitting at the kitchen island with a glass in his hands.

“You cannot throw me out of our home,” he said.

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