MY HUSBAND INTRODUCED HIS PREGNANT MISTRESS AT MY BIRTHDAY PARTY... THEN MY FATHER-IN-LAW STOOD UP AND SLAPPED HIS OWN SON
MY HUSBAND INTRODUCED HIS PREGNANT MISTRESS AT MY BIRTHDAY PARTY... THEN MY FATHER-IN-LAW STOOD UP AND SLAPPED HIS OWN SON
Chapter 1: The Birthday
SLAP!
The sound echoed across the ballroom.
Not because someone hit me.
Because an eighty-year-old billionaire had just slapped his own son so hard that blood dripped from his lip.
Five seconds earlier...
His son had destroyed my life.
It was my thirty-fifth birthday.
More than two hundred guests filled the ballroom.
Champagne.
Music.
Laughter.
My husband walked onto the stage holding a microphone.
I smiled.
I thought he had prepared a birthday speech.
Instead...
He smiled at a beautiful young woman sitting in the front row.
"Come here."
She stood.
One hand resting on her stomach.
My smile disappeared.
No...
Please...
No...
She walked onto the stage beside him.
He wrapped an arm around her waist.
"I don't want to keep lying anymore."
The room fell silent.
"I love Monica."
My heart stopped.
"And..."
He gently placed his hand on her stomach.
"...she's carrying my baby."
The ballroom exploded.
Wine glasses crashed onto the floor.
People gasped.
Phones appeared everywhere.
Recording.
Always recording.
I couldn't breathe.
"What..."
My voice barely came out.
"What are you saying?"
He looked relieved.
Like a man finally putting down a burden.
"I'm leaving you."
Twelve years.
Gone.
In one sentence.
Monica smiled sweetly.
Then held up a small velvet box.
Inside was my grandmother's diamond necklace.
The necklace that had belonged to the women in my family for four generations.
She laughed.
"Thank you."
I frowned.
"For what?"
She kissed my husband's cheek.
"For my push present."
The room became silent again.
He had given away my family's heirloom.
Without asking.
Without permission.
Without shame.
Then my husband looked at me and smiled.
"You'll be fine."
That's when someone stood.
His father.
William Montgomery.
Founder of Montgomery Industries.
The man who almost never showed emotion.
He slowly walked toward the stage.
Nobody moved.
Nobody breathed.
His son smiled nervously.
"Dad..."
William looked at Monica.
Then at the necklace.
Then at his son.
Without saying a single word...
He slapped him across the face.
Hard.
The microphone hit the floor.
The ballroom froze.
William pointed toward his son.
Then said eight words that nobody in the room expected.
"You just destroyed this family with one lie."
My husband blinked.
"What lie?"
William slowly turned...
And looked directly at me.
His eyes filled with guilt.
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Because whatever secret was coming...
Even he had hidden it from me.
