My Husband Walked Into the Hotel With His Mistress. He Never Expected to See Me There

the only reason.”

I studied him. “Daniel.”

“What?”

“Do you understand how much worse that sentence sounds?”

He sagged, then surprised me with a direct admission.

“I hated seeing you with him.”

I looked at him. “You didn’t know who he was.”

“I know.”

“You were holding Rachel’s hand.”

“I know.”

“You were staying with her.”

“I know.”

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“I know.”

“Then what exactly did you think I was supposed to do?”

“I don’t know.”

“That’s the problem.”

He shook his head. “No. Claire, you don’t understand.”

“I understand perfectly.”

“I walked in and saw you laughing with him, and it just—”

He pressed a fist to his chest as though the feeling were lodged there.

“It hit me.”

I waited.

“That you might move on?”

“Yes.”

“You already had.”

“That’s different.”

The automatic response startled even him. “Different for whom?”

Ashamed, he