The message came from an unsaved number so Emily didn't know who this woman was. Emily could recall that her husband had stepped out the previous night, saying that he wanted to pick up something for his friend. This message meant that was a very big lie! He was out there with another woman! She felt her stomach churn and the knot in her heart tightened. Her husband was truly cheating on her. After she saw the message, she lost the zeal to keep looking at the pictures.
“Liam, it's late, we should go to bed, okay? We will continue tomorrow, we had a long day today and we need to rest early.”
“Okay mummy,” Liam agreed reluctantly. When Noah re entered the room, only Emily was seated on the bed and his phone was on the bedside table.
“Sweetheart, are you both done with the pictures?” he asked in the same light spirit he had left them.
“Yes, here's your phone. Goodnight,” she replied dryly.
“Sweetheart? Is there a problem? Why do you sound like that?”
“I'm fine, it's nothing.”
“Common babe, stop. Talk to me. Is there a problem?” he asked and settled into bed with her. He made to touch her but she withdrew herself from him.
“I'm okay. Goodnight.” She turned to the other side and covered herself with the duvet.
Noah took his phone and checked the pictures, trying to figure out what must have gotten his wife upset but he didn't see anything out of place.
Three days had passed but Emily was still giving her husband cold shoulders.
“Emily, what's the problem? Is it something we can't talk about? I don't like this you are doing,” he complained.
“I said I'm fine,” was always the reply.
Noah returned unusually late that night. He explained he had a lot of work to do and was also caught up in a traffic. He was so tired that he didn't even bother having dinner. He took his bath and slept of immediately.
When he opened his eyes the following morning, he saw his wife standing in front of his bed. In her hands were the clothes he had worn the previous day.
“Good morning sweetheart,” he greeted.
“Noah, are you cheating on me?” she asked, startling him. In their three years of marriage, she had never called him by his name.
“What? How can you say that?”
“Then what do you have to say about this?” she asked waving his jacket at him.
“My jacket? What happened to it?”
“See for yourself, why do you have used condoms inside your jacket? So this was why you returned late last night and refused to eat? You have gone to see your mistress and you've eaten both the mistress and her food, is that it?”
Noah sat up quickly.
“Is this some joke? Used condoms? Are you joking with me? What do you mean by you found that in my clothes? Babe, you know I'll never cheat on you, common, you know that.”
“I had my doubts, but now, I've confirmed it. So, you've been sleeping with another woman, how long has this been going on?”
“Babe, you have to believe me. I'm not seeing another woman. I don't know how these things got into my clothes.”
“Impressive. You must think I'm stupid, right? Noah, I'm disappointed in you,” Emily cried. She threw the clothes at him and left the room in tears. Noah looked down at the condoms and wondered how they got there. He had been at the office the whole day and he hadn't gone anywhere. How then could he have not just a pack of condoms, but used ones in his pocket?
“How did they get in here?” he asked no one in particular. He knew Emily too well and knew that going after her to talk to her would not help issues. So he got up, discarded the condoms and took his clothes to the laundry. Afterwards, he went into the bathroom to have his bath. He spent more time thinking than bathing.
How did the condoms get into his jacket and who must have placed them there? He thought of who could have access to his jacket and only thought of two people.
Each day at the office, he would take off his suit or jacket and hang it. Only three people enteres his office. Him, his secretary and his assistant, Grace.
There was no way he would put the condoms in his clothes without knowing, and his secretary wouldn't have done that. He had been working with James Sullivan for a long time and he could say that the gentleman would do no such thing either. The only person left was Grace Shields. But what would she gain from putting condoms in his pocket? The more he thought about it, the more confused he became.
As he went downstairs, he looked around the house for Emily but there was no trace of her. His son had already gone to school.
“Good morning sir, your breakfast is ready sir,” one of the maids said to him, bowing respectfully before him.
“Where's Mrs Harper?” he asked.
“She went out with the driver about an hour ago, sir.”
“Alright. I won't be staying for breakfast,” he said and left the house.
When he came out of the house, the car was already parked and the driver was waiting for him. He greeted his master, opened the door and he sat down. He took out his phone and dialed Emily's number. The phone rang but she didn't pick her calls. He called two more times before he gave up. Next, he decided to check his messages to see if she dropped him a message. When he opened his messaging app, he saw a message from an unsaved number. He opened it and was surprised to see the message.
‘I enjoyed last night. Can you come again tonight?’ And a flirty emoji was beside it.
He looked at the number again and his face greased into a deep frown as he knew immediately who sent the message. He was going to murder her!