The Cheater Got What He Deserved

Synopsis

When I was eight months pregnant, I caught Xavier in a hotel room with a beautiful girl. The shirt I'd bought him lay discarded on the floor, and he was on top of that girl, kissing her. I stood silently at the door and said just one thing. "I want a divorce." "No," he blurted out. He looked flustered, but I had already made up my mind.