After My Husband Cheated with My Best Friend

Synopsis

I ended my fellowship course early and returned to the United States. As soon as I got off the plane, I saw Erick Lawrence standing in the waiting area. Dressed in a black trench coat, he appeared intense, focused intently on the exit. Such a handsome man, with so much emotion in his eyes, was truly captivating, especially with a bouquet of red roses in his hand, blooming vibrantly. Erick rarely displayed such grandeur. After being his wife for five years, I knew him well. He must have found out about my early return and come to the airport to pick me up. Just as I was about to walk over, a visibly pregnant woman hurried past me and leapt into his arms: "Honey, the baby and I missed you so much." Erick held her tightly, and the romantic scene drew applause and cheers from onlookers. I gripped the handle of my suitcase tightly; he was her husband—what about my husband? ... I froze at the exit, only to be bumped by someone's suitcase from behind. "Why are you just standing there? Can't you see there’s someone behind you?" they grumbled loudly. The loving couple was disturbed by the commotion. Erick lifted his gaze and his eyes met mine through the crowd. I couldn't tell who felt more awkward. Discovering your husband is cheating at the airport—it sounds like the kind of soap opera plot no one dares to write. The stiffness in Erick made the woman in his arms suspicious. She followed his gaze, and upon seeing me, her face turned pale. It turned out we all knew each other; I hadn't recognized her from behind, but the pregnant woman was none other than my best