"Ma'am take a look at this" Claire said as she walks up to me.
It's been a week since grandpa Fredericks 85th birthday and I've been busy like hell.
"How come about this?" I asked her as I saw the pictures of my husband with a lady in an intimate position.
"Fisher just sent it to me" she said but I trust my husband not to cheat but the lady in question is stinky bitch.
"Call Lauren now! and get back to me" I was furious and got into my car, I dialed my husbands private number but it was switched off. ' why's that' I murmured then tried two more times but still same response, I called his official contacts but it was busy.
Claire knocked on my car window and I opened up waiting for her response
"Ma'am Lauren isn't with Mr chairman at the moment but he said Mr chairman is on Zoom meeting with some Arabian clients" what Claire said got me shocked, she doesn't know the full details regarding York J and the Arab if not she'll be asking series of questions, my thoughts were in disarray as I drove back home at 8:15p.m
I need to speak with my husband before the case commence in three days. If he wasn't on business trip that will be better but he's been on a trip to New Zealand for negotiations but why's he with an Arabian clients.
"Welcome Mrs Frederick" my house keeper greated
"Thank you, please ask the chef to prepare something light for me please"
"Okay ma'am" he said and left in the direction of the kitchen.
I went upstairs to the bedroom, thank goodness the kids are with madam Frederick (my mother in-law), she decided to take them to keep her busy since she's retired but been called upon when there's a complicated neurological section, well that hasn't happened for four months now.
Secondly she said " you both don't have time for my grandkids_ one is busy with the Fredericks empire and the other with cases 24/7 hours of the day" with that she took the kids and am grateful for that.
I tried calling my husband and after two rings he picked up but I didn't expect what I heard.
"Yes Vic, ahhh yeah fuck me darling oooh, yeah you're fucking sweet baby yeah ummm yeah" an other woman moaning my husband's name, did he purposely pick up so I can hear her moan.
"What the hell is going on Victor Lin Frederick? How d_" he hung up the call
"What the hell!" I was mad, irritated, confused_ like how on earth will my dear husband do this to me. I tried calling him back but he didn't pick up.
'is she same lady in the picture from earlier or some one else' I murmured I tried to keep it in like nothing happened but who am I kidding, my husband is in the hands of another woman fucking the hell out of her.
"I can't take this" I told myself but my sobbing gave way, I cried almost all night; with my tears turning into pearls when it touches the floor, before I drifted off to sleep on the bare floor