Chapter 1

When my wife went to shower, I accidentally saw a message from her weight-loss nutritionist.

[My 'protein boost' was all for you today. Come back tomorrow, let me check those curves.]

I initially thought "protein boost" was just some diet jargon. But the next second, I saw a photo from the nutritionist that shattered my whole world.

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Chloe and I had been married for three blissful years. Our relationship was incredibly strong. We met in college and got married right after graduation.

I started my business, and she became a full-time homemaker, even giving birth to our sweet, lively son, Leo.

Earlier this year, Chloe, who’d never really cared much about her figure, suddenly told me she wanted to lose weight.

She was a little under 5'3" and weighed almost 190 pounds, so she was definitely overweight.

But she'd put on that weight to nurture our child, and I never held it against her. Still, if she wanted to lose weight, I was all for it.

She found a dedicated weight-loss nutritionist and communicated with him daily about her meals.

As their contact grew more frequent, I admit, I felt a knot of unease in my stomach. But for Chloe's health, I forced myself to swallow it.

After all, it was working; she'd already dropped about 20 to 30 pounds.

Then came that day. Chloe went into the bathroom to shower, and her phone, lying on the table, suddenly lit up.

I glanced over, and a message popped up. It was from her weight-loss nutritionist.

[My 'protein boost' was all for you today. Come back tomorrow, let me check those curves.]

I just thought they were talking about some new diet protein, so I picked up Chloe's phone to reply for her.

But to my horror, the nutritionist sent another photo, a sickening one.

My wife, her face flushed and her eyes dazed with pleasure.

And standing in front of her was another man!

My mind exploded. My heart hammered against my ribs, and a wave of nausea washed over me.

"Chloe, get out here!" I yelled.

"What's wrong? I'm showering," she called back.

"Get out here right now! What is this?"

Chloe clearly hated my tone, muttering as she stormed out of the bathroom. "Are you just looking for a fight tonight, Liam?"

I held up her phone, pointing at the photo. "Explain this. What is going on?"

Chloe leaned in, and when she saw the image on the screen, her face drained of all color.

"Why are you messing with my phone? It's just some harassment text. Give it back!"

"Harassment text? Is that not *you* in the picture?"

I hated that she was still trying to lie to me, trying to gloss over it.

"Liam, listen to me."

"Listen to you? How do you plan to explain this? I'm not blind!"

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