Divorce After Affair Shock

Synopsis

The scent hit me first—my expensive La Mer moisturizer mixed with the bergamot notes of my custom-blended perfume. But it wasn't coming from my vanity where these items belonged. It was wafting from the guest bathroom, carried on a cloud of steam that shouldn't have existed in my empty house. I dropped my travel bag by the front door, my heels clicking against the marble foyer as I followed the familiar fragrance. Three days. I'd been gone for three days on a business trip to secure a merger that would benefit Thompson Enterprises—Chris's company—and this is what I returned to. The bathroom door stood ajar, revealing a figure wrapped in my silk bathrobe, my bathrobe, applying my skincare routine with the practiced ease of someone who'd done this before. Many times before. Liliana Dixon looked up from the mirror, her reflection meeting mine with not even a flicker of shame. If anything, she seemed... comfortable. At home. "Oh, Emory! You're back early." Her voice carried that soft, innocent lilt that had fooled so many people for so many years. But I knew better. I'd always known better. My hands clenched at my sides as I took in the scene. My diamond-infused face mask package, torn open and discarded. My limited-edition serum—the one that cost more than most people's monthly salary—sitting open on the counter with its precision dropper carelessly abandoned beside it. Even my toothbrush holder had been moved to make room for her things. "What are