Chapter 2 Finding His Secrets

After seeing the woman off, I changed my attire and headed to the office.

Ivan and I worked in the same company. While I had taken a day off, he went to work as usual.

I reached his office floor without any trouble. Our colleagues looked surprised to see me.

"Reese, didn't you take a day off? Why are you here?"

"Congratulations, Reese! Happy wedding!"

I suppressed the anger and forced a smile at them before storming into his office.

I slammed the door open, ready to throw accusations at him, only to find him not in the office.

He did not answer my calls. He did not reply to my messages. And now, I could not even find him.

'Ivan, you jerk! I trust you, yet you cheated on me!'

Enraged, I decided not to let him off the hook easily. I started to rummage through his items.

I needed to find evidence of him cheating on me, expose him, and kick him out of the company.

I was a clean freak and loved keeping things in order. Whenever I had free time, I cleaned the house myself. Because of that, I was certain he would not have hidden anything suspicious at home.

If he had wronged me, he would have left traces somewhere.

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After several fruitless searches, I pulled open his desk drawer.

Taking a good look at the first item only fueled my anger.

It was a divorce decree. I could not believe he had been married before.

'Liar! What else are you hiding from me?'

I grumpily took out another item from the drawer, and shock overwhelmed me again.

It was another divorce decree.

My gaze darted between the identical documents. A frown creased my forehead, and a shiver ran down my spine.

I lay the contents of the drawer on the table. I was stunned into speechlessness when faced with three divorce decrees.

Anger had faded long ago.

At the same time, the woman who showed up at our doorstep this morning came to mind.

I quickly checked the names on the decrees, and my hands began to tremble.

Liam Smith, Noah Johnson, Oliver Williams, and Theodore Brown. They were all Ivan.

A gust of wind brushed at me and sent some papers to the ground near my feet.

Footsteps echoed outside the office.

I did not want Ivan catching me red-handed, so I forced down the disturbing thoughts in my head, quickly took photos of the divorce decrees with my phone, and put them back into the drawer.

My intuition told me that I had to do some digging instead of confronting him.

Since I took the papers from the drawer, I bent down to pick them up.

As I rose, the contents caught my eye.

My heartbeat almost stopped at what I had found on the papers. These were the death certificates of Ivan's ex-wives.

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At that moment, someone pushed open the door and entered the office.

Before I could look up, a shadow fell over me.

I held my breath as my mind went blank.

The next second, a pair of men's dress shoes came into view.