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My Husband's Double Life
My Husband's Double Life
Penulis: Mira Livelle

Chapter 1: The Message

Penulis: Mira Livelle
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-06-11 16:08:08

Emma Lawson had always believed that trust was the strongest part of a marriage.

Not passion.

Not promises.

Trust.

For seven years, she had trusted Daniel Hart with everything she had.

Her heart.

Her dreams.

Her future.

And tonight, she was planning a surprise to celebrate their seventh wedding anniversary.

The thought made her smile as she stepped out of the elevator and walked into the penthouse she shared with her husband.

The city lights glittered through the floor-to-ceiling windows, painting golden reflections across the marble floor.

Home.

The place where she felt safest.

The place where she had built a life with the man she loved.

Emma carefully placed the small gift bag on the dining table and glanced at the clock.

8:17 p.m.

Daniel was late.

Again.

She sighed softly.

Lately, late nights had become normal.

Business meetings.

Emergency calls.

Unexpected trips.

At least that was what he always said.

She never questioned him.

Why would she?

Daniel had never given her a reason to doubt him.

Or so she thought.

Emma walked into the kitchen and opened the refrigerator.

The anniversary cake she'd ordered earlier sat perfectly inside.

A small smile tugged at her lips.

Daniel would love it.

She was reaching for a bottle of water when she heard the familiar sound of the front door opening.

Her heart immediately lifted.

"Daniel?"

No answer.

She stepped into the living room.

Her husband stood near the entrance, loosening his tie.

Tall.

Handsome.

Tired.

The same man she'd fallen in love with all those years ago.

When his eyes found hers, his expression softened.

"There you are."

Emma crossed the room and wrapped her arms around him.

"You scared me."

He kissed the top of her head.

"Sorry. Long day."

She leaned back and studied him.

There were dark circles beneath his eyes.

His jaw looked tense.

Something seemed off.

"Everything okay?"

Daniel hesitated.

Only for a second.

Then he smiled.

"Just work."

Work.

Always work.

Emma forced herself not to worry.

"You should get some rest."

"I will."

He pulled away and headed toward the staircase.

"I'm going to shower."

She nodded.

"Okay."

A few moments later, the sound of running water echoed from upstairs.

Emma returned to the kitchen.

Then she noticed something unusual.

Daniel's phone.

He had left it on the dining table.

That never happened.

Daniel guarded his phone like it contained state secrets.

The screen suddenly lit up.

Emma wasn't trying to snoop.

She really wasn't.

But the notification appeared before she could look away.

Her eyes froze.

One message.

One name.

Sophia.

Her stomach tightened.

Sophia?

She had never heard Daniel mention anyone named Sophia.

The message preview appeared beneath the name.

Emma's blood ran cold.

I miss you already. Lily keeps asking when you're coming home.

Home.

Emma stared at the words.

Her heart stopped.

No.

That couldn't be right.

She blinked.

Maybe she misunderstood.

Maybe Lily was a niece.

Maybe Sophia was a coworker.

Maybe—

The phone lit up again.

Another message.

This time accompanied by a photograph.

Emma's trembling fingers moved before her brain could stop them.

She picked up the phone.

The screen unlocked instantly through facial recognition.

Daniel must have forgotten to lock it.

The image loaded.

And Emma felt the world shatter beneath her feet.

A smiling little girl sat on someone's lap.

A man was beside her.

The image wasn't very clear.

But it didn't need to be.

Emma knew that face.

Knew it better than her own.

Daniel.

Her husband.

Holding a little girl.

Smiling.

Happy.

Like a family portrait.

The room tilted.

"No..."

Her voice sounded distant.

Unfamiliar.

She zoomed in on the picture.

The little girl couldn't have been older than eight.

Dark hair.

Bright eyes.

A beautiful smile.

And Daniel looked at her with unmistakable affection.

The kind of affection that couldn't be faked.

The kind of affection a father had for his child.

Emma's hands began to shake violently.

This had to be a mistake.

There had to be an explanation.

There had to be.

The sound of running water upstairs stopped.

Emma quickly locked the phone and placed it exactly where she'd found it.

Her pulse thundered inside her ears.

Seconds later, Daniel appeared at the top of the stairs.

Freshly showered.

Relaxed.

Completely unaware that his perfect world was beginning to crack.

"Everything okay?" he asked.

Emma forced a smile.

The effort nearly broke her.

"Of course."

He walked over and kissed her forehead.

A simple gesture.

One that usually made her feel loved.

Tonight, it felt like a lie.

The rest of the evening passed in a blur.

Dinner.

Small talk.

Forced smiles.

Emma barely heard a word Daniel said.

All she could think about was the message.

The photograph.

The little girl.

Lily.

Who was she?

And why had she called Daniel home?

Hours later, Daniel finally fell asleep.

Emma lay beside him in the darkness.

Staring at the ceiling.

Listening to his steady breathing.

The breathing of a stranger.

At midnight, she quietly slipped out of bed.

Daniel didn't move.

She grabbed her coat.

Her keys.

And the piece of paper she'd secretly written an address on earlier.

The address attached to Sophia's contact information.

An address Daniel never knew she had seen.

Twenty-five minutes later, Emma stood across the street from a quiet suburban house.

Every light inside glowed warmly.

A picture-perfect family home.

Her chest tightened.

She shouldn't be here.

She should turn around.

Go home.

Forget everything.

But her feet refused to move.

Slowly, she crossed the street.

Step by step.

Heartbeat by heartbeat.

Until she reached the front gate.

The curtains in the living room were partially open.

Emma looked inside.

And the breath left her lungs.

Daniel was there.

Standing in the middle of the room.

Not at work.

Not in a meeting.

Not traveling.

There.

A woman stood beside him.

Beautiful.

Comfortable.

Familiar.

As if she belonged

there.

As if she belonged with him.

The little girl rushed into Daniel's arms.

Laughing.

Calling him something that shattered Emma's world completely.

"Daddy!"

Emma staggered backward.

Her vision blurred.

Her marriage.

Her life.

Everything she thought she knew.

Gone.

Then the woman wrapped her arms around Daniel and kissed him.

And Emma realized the nightmare had only just begun.

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