Part 1The Dirty Truth: Leaving My Hypocritical Husband
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When Carter and his secretary crossed the line, I hadn't even left the house yet.
They were so intensely engaged they completely lost themselves.
Right up until the end.
When Carter finally noticed me, he offered a careless apology: "Sorry, didn't know you were still home."
He looked down, cleaning himself up, then suddenly glanced back at me.
"Listening for that long, you must be feeling it too, right?
"How about you help me finish cleaning up? And I'll...
"Fulfill you?"
Whoosh.
A wave of sheer humiliation rushed from my head straight down to my feet.
I tried to push him away, but he grabbed my chin, squeezing so hard tears sprang to my eyes.
In the bathroom, the steam was thick.
Carter leaned down. "Staying behind on purpose... you just wanted to hear how I am with other women, didn't you?
"Now that you've heard it, you're unhappy?"
It wasn't like that!
I was originally heading out.
But I realized I forgot the lipstick Carter had given me.
So I came back.
Before I could even find the lipstick, I heard Mia's giggles.
"Why did you call me over at this time?"
I wanted to say something.
To let them know I was still here.
But before I could even push the door open, I didn't know who pushed who, but they slammed against the bathroom door from the inside.
I was trapped.
I could only bite my lip as hard as I could.
To avoid the utter humiliation...
Mia asked him, "Why do you still call me over when your wife is back?"
He let out a low groan, but still managed to answer her.
"She's dirty."
Tears of pure degradation broke through the dam.
I forced myself to stand up straight, staring directly at Carter.
"Those men never touched me... I am not dirty, Carter. My body is clean."
Before I could finish.
Mia walked back from washing up in the other room, her eyes meeting my red, tear-filled ones.
Her gaze slowly dragged down to the lipstick tube I was clutching so tightly.
She gave a slight, mocking smile.
"Oh, does the missus really like that lipstick? That's a shame. Carter bought me a designer bag, and the store threw that in as a free sample."