My Husband Lied About My Pregnancy to Adopt His Illegitimate Child

"If you want to know the truth about your husband, come to this address. 1588 Belmont Drive. Now!"

Isla stared at the anonymous message, the address mentioned was one she knew too well, it was the description of Hayes vacation home, not too far from the mansion she shared with her husband.

Her expression remained neutral at first, but soon she could not help but scoff, waving the phone and shaking her head.

"Fraudsters...Gossip phishers!"

This must be a desperate attempt to stir trouble in her marriage and then put it on the news.

Well, they could try such games with any other woman out there, but not her, Isla Hayes.

"Not Nate," Isla murmured, shaking her head. "He would never."

Three years of marriage had solidified her trust in him. He was a man of discipline, a man of his word.

And, more importantly, the circumstances that had led to their unusual union made him owe her a debt that neither of them ever brought up but was deeply understood.

The thought of that debt made her look up slowly at the wedding portrait of Nate and herself hanging above the alcove in the dining room where she was sitting.

The photo captured a moment frozen in time- her in a simple ivory dress, him in a tailored suit, both smiling but with a distance in his eyes that only she seemed to notice now.

"A marriage of convenience," some had called it, but she had always believed it could grow into something more.

With a small sigh, Isla pushed away the thoughts.

She was preparing a special dinner earlier before the rude interruption.

Her dear husband would be home soon from his business trip to Wisconsin.

She took a step toward the kitchen, but before she could reach the counter, her phone vibrated again.

She rolled her eyes knowing it was yet another message from the first sender, already prepared to block the sender. But as she held out the phone, the next sight stopped her breath.

It was a photo this time. A photo of Nate entering the previously mentioned vacation home.

Isla blinked hard staring at the image. Something was grumbling in her stomach.

"But.. but, he told me he was going to Wisconsin for a business trip."

"So why was he there?"

A part of her brain tried to wave it off again as a misunderstanding but it did little to quell the doubts this time.

A live photograph was way too much proof to overlook.

With a deep breath, she turned off the stove, grabbed her car keys, and started hurrying towards the door.

Less than an hour later, Isla pulled up at Belmont Drive.

Her hands trembled as she saw Nate's SUV was parked right outside. Her heart pounded. So he was really here? But why will Nate return without telling her?

She made her way in and on getting to the first door, she took another deep breath and pushed it open.

The sight that greeted her nearly gave her a heart attack. It nearly made her fall but she struggled and found balance.

Nate was really there, and not just that, he was with a woman. Again, not just any woman but Vanessa Reed, her own best friend.