His Mistress by Cynthia Nasambu

Chapter 1

"Where have you been all night?" Tyson greeted her as soon as she entered their house. It was already 6 am, and she had just returned from the Elite Bar. She had spent the night there, sleeping in one of Erin's VIP rooms. She had discovered that Erin owned the bar she visited, which made her feel awkward since she hadn't known he was such an important person. She had thought he was just a random guy looking for a prey to hook up with. His appearance alone suggested that many women were after him, and she was just one of them. Considering this made her think about ending their affair before it even began. She knew it would only lead to trouble as time passed.

"Not now, Tyson. I'm tired. Where's Easter? Did she already go to school?"

"You're changing the topic. I said, where have you been? Do you know that Easter was crying last night because she was looking for you? Why are you coming home just now? Are you seeing another man, huh?" he snapped at her while she took off her heels.

She looked at him without any emotion. "Seriously, Tyson? You're asking me that crap? You have the nerve to accuse me of cheating? Who was the one who cheated? Wasn't it you? So stop accusing me of something I didn't do. From the beginning of our relationship, you know how much I valued the family we built. I stayed loyal to you and tried to fix this marriage because I hoped our life together would get better even though we got married just for our parents' business. I even gave you a child, sacrificing my education because I wanted to fulfill my duties as your wife, even though we were still young. I took care of you like a devoted wife and didn't complain that you weren't doing the same because I understood your sentiments. You weren't in love with me, and neither was I, so I allowed you to keep our relationship a secret at school and even now. Only our parents knew about our marriage because they were the ones who pushed us together for the sake of their companies' expansion. Imagine all the sacrifices I made for you. I obeyed my parents because I was the kind of daughter who always said yes to them, and I sacrificed my freedom, my teenage life, and my dreams for the sake of the companies. But you still ended up cheating on me. How cruel can you be?"

Tyson was stunned by her words and hugged her.

"I-I'm sorry, I was just tempted. You were always busy, so my attention shifted to someone else. I tried to be loyal too, but I-I-"

She pushed him away. "But you couldn't? Then you don't deserve to be forgiven. Just leave me alone and go to your work. Focus on your job and ignore our problems because they can't be fixed. Let's just pretend that we're civil, and I'll try to restrain my emotions when I look at you. Seeing you only reminds me of the foolishness you did last night, making me angry. You're lucky I still have some pity as your wife, and I don't want Easter to be sad if she finds out her father is having an affair with another woman."

"S-Sweetie, please don't do this to me. That woman was just a passing fancy for me. I'll always come back to you and Easter." He held her hand, but she immediately pulled it away.

She laughed mockingly. "Wow, you have some nerve. Are you saying that to make me feel better? Sorry to disappoint you, husband, but I'm not a martyr who will forgive easily and accept you with open arms after what you did. Only a fool would do that, and I'm not planning to give you another chance to hurt me. Once is enough; twice would be a fool's choice."

She left him standing there, shoulders slumped. She went to her daughter's room to check if Easter was still there and saw her sitting at her vanity mirror while one of the maids brushed her hair. She was already wearing her school uniform.

"Mommy!" she greeted cheerfully when she saw her and ran towards her. She just chuckled and rubbed her daughter's cheek.

"Don't hug and kiss, Mommy. I smell awful. You'll catch it, go ahead."

Her daughter's eyes widened, and she quickly backed away. "Yuck, Mommy!" She and the maid laughed because they knew how particular her daughter was about cleanliness, just like her meticulous father. But he had a dirty conscience, only pretending to be a clean person.

"Ma'am Ember. I bathed her because I knew you'd be late coming home." The maid knew what really happened that night and was thankful for her thoughtfulness in taking care of things she shouldn't have to. Her job was to clean the house, not take care of her child, as that was her own responsibility.

"Thanks, Melissa." She smiled and looked at her daughter, who was pouting.

"Mommy, where were you last night? I was crying because I woke up, and you weren't beside me anymore. I thought you were just drinking milk in the kitchen, so I went there. But only Daddy was there, drinking coffee. He looked stressed and sad. Did you two fight? Is that why you weren't around and he looked gloomy?"

She quickly glanced at Melissa, who was also looking at her. "Ah, baby girl, you're late. Come on. We have to go; you might get scolded by the gate guard for being late to school. You can ask Mommy later. Let's hurry up, my nose is bleeding from watching you, baby girl."

"Nana Mimi, you need to go." She frowned, finding it cute.

Melissa just chuckled and grabbed Easter's backpack. "Okay, you're the smart one." She looked back at her and winked. "We're leaving, Ma'am Ember."