Divorced at Death's Door, I Took Back My Empire

“Your husband is so good in bed, I can't seem to get enough of him.”

I took the phone away from my ear for a second and stared at the unknown number written on the screen.

My brow furrowed, “What did you just say?” I asked as I drew the phone back to my ear.

“Oh Kaidora, I know you aren't deaf.” she scoffed.

My brow furrowed deeper. This person even know my name?

“Please who are you?” I asked, trying to keep my voice calm.

“You don't have to know my identity, at least not yet. But one thing you should know is that Ronald and I had been at it for hours and he doesn't seem to be tired.”

She smacked her lips loud enough for me to hear. “Is that how he is with you, or is he that way only when he's with me?”

My head pounded.

Ronald.

How did she know my husband's name?

I held my stomach, trying not to panic.

Could this be some prank or something?

I was about pressing the end call button when a voice I recognized so well came through the speaker.

“Hey babe, are you busy on the call, I'm ready for another round.”

Then I heard kissing sounds and everything in me froze.

No. I didn't hear right.

Ronald was on a business trip. He would never cheat on me, not when I'm almost due to give birth to his child.

As if sensing my unease, my baby kicked.

I placed my palm gently on my stomach, massaging it gently, breathing with my mouth and trying to ease the sudden contraction.

This person is only trying to manipulate me. Yes, she's trying to force me to go into labor. All this is fake, Ronald isn't that kind of person.

With that assurance, I clicked the end call button, shutting out the unpleasant sounds I was hearing.

I tried to tell myself this was a mistake, this person dialed the wrong number. But was knowing my name and my husband's name a coincidence?

With shaky fingers and a hammering heart, I dialed Ronald’s number.

The phone rang three times but he didn't pick up.

Maybe he was still in a meeting, or maybe he's already asleep. It was past midnight already. I made excuses for him.

I was about going to bed when my phone buzzed. Thinking it was Ronald, I quickly grabbed the phone.

It was a video clip and a text message that accompanied it.

“Your calls are interrupting my pleasure Kaidora. Seems you don't believe me right? Well then, they say seeing is believing. Click on the video and see how busy your darling husband is and why he can't pick up his pregnant wife’s calls.”

My heart pounded; my fingers trembled as they hovered around the play button on the screen. After a moment of hesitation, I curiously clicked play.

Immediately, loud moaning sounds of a woman hit my ear, sounding particularly wanton against the backdrop of the quiet bedroom, which startled me so much that I quickly turned the volume down.

What the hell?

After recovering from the shock, I glanced at the scene again.

It was a high class hotel room with a large bed. The clothes of a man and woman were scattered on the floor as if it was taken off in a hurry.

My expression turned ugly, my brow creasing into a deep frown as I wondered who was crazy enough to send me a pornographic video at the middle of the night.

I was about shutting down the video when a familiar voice drifted off the video.

“Sweet pie, your pussy is dripping and ready to take me in again.”

I felt like I'd been doused with cold water; I jolted awake and immediately stared intently at my phone screen.

The camera shifted and the man's face appeared on the screen.

Oh my God, Ronald.

He was in-between the widely spread legs of a woman, cleanly and clearly eating her pussy.

My hand rose to my mouth.

I was completely stunned; my limbs and body went numb.

The man in the video was my husband, Ronald, who was currently on a business trip in Europe!

As if struck by lightning, my mind instantly lost the ability to think.

I forced myself to calm down and watched the video several times.

I eventually determined that the video was not fabricated.

Even the shooting time in the upper right corner showed that it was taken tonight, just a few minutes ago.

In other words, my husband, Ronald, used a business trip as an excuse to go have sex with his mistress in a hotel!

Looking at his face in the video, a face I would recognize even if burned to ashes, I felt utterly heartbroken.

He was supposed to return today but he had called me late at night during a break from one of his meetings to tell me that he was drunk and wouldn't be able to make it back home tonight. Explaining that the client was so difficult and won't sign the contract except he accompanied him to drink.

He apologized to me with deep remorse in his voice, "Baby, I'm so sorry. I'll fly back as soon as I sober up tomorrow morning. I know giving birth is a big deal, and I have to be by your side to hold your hand and witness the birth of the fruit of our love."

I felt sorry for him constantly entertaining clients for the sake of the company's profits. After I got pregnant, he said he had to work hard to create good living conditions for our baby, so he worked much harder than before, often drinking until he blacked out and missing his flight home, ending up stranded in other places.

I had told him not to rush and to come back after he had rested. I'm 39 weeks pregnant, and it's not even my due date yet, so I told him not to worry, we still had little time.

Looking back now, my understanding and consideration were a complete joke.

Were those days when he got drunk and missed his flight really just for business dinners?

I needed to call the scumbag and get some sort of explanation!

He hung up after it rang twice!

Then, he sent me a voice message.

"I'm busy with social engagements and can't answer the phone right now. I miss you so much and can't wait to get back to you and my little one first thing in the morning."

Socializing? My lips curved into a cold smirk.

So you're socializing in bed with other women?

I was completely irritated, filled with grief and anger, and just as I was about to call again, the same person sent me a new video.

My hands shook. Tears streamed down my face, and my heart broke even more as I stared at the content of the new video.

Only today did I realize that my husband, Ronald, whom I have loved for many years and who has always portrayed himself as the perfect husband, has such an unknown side.