My husband cheated me with Best friend

On the eve of the wedding, I accidentally touched the dashcam in the car of my fiancé, Tobias Ford.

I heard his heavy breathing, and his bare back dominated the screen.

I blushed instantly.

He and I both enjoyed the thrill and often had sex in the car, so I felt a bit embarrassed to watch the replay.

But the next moment, I froze.

A female voice, not mine, rang out. "Honey, how much longer do we have to put up with that silly woman? I'm pregnant now."

Tobias said with a chuckle, "As soon as the wedding is over and I trick her into handing over her family's assets, I will divorce her. I've already transferred her apartment to me. She plans to live there with me after we get married. It'll be our home from now on."

As the scene intensified, the woman hidden in his embrace finally showed her face.

It was my best friend, Stacey Sanderson.

They were holding hands and wearing the matching rings I'd picked out.

The timestamp in the corner showed it was the evening of two days ago.

The video continued.

I heard their sporadic moans, and my fingertips grew cold as I stared at the screen.

I desperately recalled what had happened during the past five years.

I couldn't believe my eyes.

How was this possible?

Tobias and Stacey had never gotten along since they knew each other.

The first time they met, Stacey spilled a glass of red wine all over Tobias. "Are you the guy who dates Effie? You are not good enough for her."

She snapped, pointing at his nose, "You'd better cherish Effie. She is like my little princess. Or I'll make sure you regret it!"

Tobias rolled his eyes instantly.

He ignored my awkward expression and called Stacey kind of mannish.

During the five years, they never missed an opportunity to bicker whenever they met.

But now, Stacey was wearing the diamond ring that Tobias promised to buy me once he saved enough money.

My hand trembled as I made a video call to him.

It was picked up immediately.