"Babe, I'm sorry I'm late. How are you feeling?"
Dexter's sudden appearance snapped me out of my thoughts.
Looking at the guilty expression on his face, a wave of anger and pain surged inside me.
I once trusted him so much. I relied on him and yet he betrayed me while I was pregnant.
Thinking about how far along Elsa was in that video, she might've even gotten pregnant before me.
I gritted my teeth, trying to suppress the rage building up inside.
"Babe, I really couldn't get away yesterday. I'm sorry. You can hit me if it'll make you feel better."
He even leaned his face closer as he said it.
Seeing that fake expression, I couldn't hold back anymore and slapped him with all my strength.
Smack—*
The unexpected slap darkened Dexter's expression.
I lowered my head and squeezed out a few tears.
Then I looked up at him with a pitiful face and said, "I'm sorry, honey. I just couldn't control myself. I was on the brink of death, and you weren't there. I really couldn't hold it in."
Guilt flashed across Dexter's face.
Even though it was brief, I caught it.
He reached out to hug me, repeating his apologies.
"Rachel, that jerk and his mistress have—"
Sara started speaking as she pushed open the door but immediately went silent when she saw Dexter.
"What jerk and mistress?" Dexter asked.
"Sara saw some gossip trending this morning—something about a scumbag and his mistress being spotted at a hospital for a prenatal check-up and getting caught by the wife."
I blinked innocently, only telling half the truth.
"Honey, you'd never do something like that, right?"
Dexter's smile froze for a brief moment before he quickly recovered and said, "How could I ever do something like that? You know I'd never hurt you—I love you more than anything.
Just then, his phone rang.
He glanced at the screen and said it was his boss calling, then stepped out to take it.
Once Dexter was out of earshot, Sara leaned in and whispered, "That mistress switched hospitals. I asked around, and a nurse told me they had transferred her last night. She's about to give birth any day now."
I let out a bitter laugh. "I almost believed they were that bold."
Sara also told me she'd hired a private investigator to look into them.
I stayed silent for a moment, then squeezed her hand and whispered, "Thank you."
Sara hugged me gently and said, "You've still got me."
Just as I got my emotions in check, Dexter walked back in.