My Husband Left Our Wedding For His Mistress

Synopsis

The wedding was already halfway through when I left my wife to help my ex-girlfriend, Vanessa, with breastfeeding issues. Gripping the hem of her dress tightly, Ashlynn rushed into the hospital and found me assisting Vanessa. My lab coat bore milk stains, and my gloved hand was helping on her chest. Vanessa’s voice was tremulous. “The baby just can’t latch on, so I needed your help, Connor.” I froze and turned, ready to leave, but Vanessa playfully tugged at my tie. “The baby should really call you Dad... you remember, that night, it was five times…” As the door swung open, my eyes took in three things: the disheveled bed, my hand, and the blush on Vanessa’s face. Both Vanessa and I were caught off guard when Ashlynn walked in. Vanessa hurriedly covered herself, her eyes reddening. “Ashlynn... What are you doing here?” I was startled too, but my hand remained positioned near Vanessa's chest. “Didn’t you say there was an emergency surgery?” Ashlynn's voice was as composed as she could manage. I frowned and stood up, avoiding her gaze. “Vanessa had a blocked milk duct. It was painful, and I just...” “Just?” Ashlynn laughed bitterly, her voice cracking slightly. “You, the hospital director, playing lactation consultant?” “I am a doctor, and I have professional ethics.” My voice was steady. “Ashlynn, you're overreacting.” Tears welled up in Ashlynn’s eyes. “I’m not overreacting. I’m stunned. My husband, not even through our wedding, and here he is at the hospital with another woman…” Vanessa interjected softly, “Connor, am I causing you trouble? I’m sorry, I didn’t realize today was your wedding.” Then she turned to Ashlynn. “Don’t blame Connor, blame me…” She picked up the basket beside the