The Mistress He Protected, The Wife He Lost

Synopsis

Every paparazzo in the city knew that Charles Bennett would rather stir up rumors with a top model than touch me, his legitimate wife. Question of the day: When was Ailany Adams finally going to lock down her rightful place as Mrs. Bennett? In front of the media cameras, Charles shot me a casual glance. "If it comes down to it, we can each do our own thing. If you don't like it, feel free to find someone too." With that, he straightened his cuffs, turned, and walked away, his retreating figure as carefree as if he were declaring victory. That very night, intimate photos of him and the model once again dominated the top of the trending list. When everyone thought I would sit alone until dawn, I reached out to a few entertainment reporters I knew and booked a spot on the trending list. Then I changed out of my conservative loungewear and slipped into the red dress he had once complimented. I took a photo in front of the full-length mirror. Then I sent it to Charles anonymously. [Bro, she is so hot tonight. Let me know in advance when you two get divorced.]