All Chapters of I Was Caught Cheating On My Husband : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

My feet moved on their own, carrying me down the hallway lined with wedding photos and to the door of the bedroom I'd shared with my husband for three years. I opened it.Derek, in his suit, sat in the leather armchair by the window where he liked to read business journals while I got ready for bed. Claire straddled him, her dress hiked up around her waist, riding him.They were too consumed with each other to notice me."God, I'm so glad this is almost over," Claire panted. "Hiding from her was exhausting.""Soon," Derek groaned, his hands gripping her hips."She drank the juice without even questioning it," Claire said. "God, she's so easily deceived.""That's what I love about her," Derek replied. Then he laughed. "Loved. Past tense."“I… can't… wait to get our… beautiful twins from her. Before she figures out we switched the eggs… the babies will be ours."The world stopped after I heard those words.The eggs... switched?"Vivian deserves this. Walking around like she's better tha

"I'm Derek," I said gently. "Your husband, and father of your twins.""I..." She looked around the hospital room, horror creeping into her eyes. "I don't remember anything."The older doctor, one Dr. Adams I'd specifically requested, examined her thoroughly."Mrs. Morrison, you've suffered a head injury. Retrograde amnesia is common with this type of trauma. Your memories may return gradually, or they may not return at all.""Not at all?""I'm afraid it's possible. The important thing is to keep you stress-free for the remainder of your pregnancy. Your babies' health depends on it."I squeezed her hand. "We'll get through this together, darling. I'll help you remember our life."She looked at me with those wide, trusting eyes. The same eyes that had looked at me three years ago when I'd told her I loved her. I'd meant it then, in my way. She was beautiful and the sex was good."My mother called," I told Vivian in the hospital room. "Patricia Morrison. She's flying in from visiting her

PATRICIAI'd been waiting for this moment for months.The pure devastation on Vivian's face when she realized I'd betrayed her. It was almost worth the years of pretending to care about this spoiled princess.Derek and Claire arrived within minutes."She's been faking the amnesia," I announced. "She remembers everything. And she's been recording us."Derek's face darkened. "Where?"Vivian clutched her belly protectively, backing away. "Don't touch me.""The recorder, Vivian," I said calmly. "Hand it over.""No."Claire moved fast. She grabbed Vivian's dress pocket, yanking hard enough to tear the fabric, but it was empty. Then Derek, panicked, pushed Claire aside and ripped off Vivian’s dress from the middle. She screamed, left in just her bra and pantie, and still no recorder.Then he dragged her bra off, and a small recorder fell onto the grass."No!" Vivian lunged for it.Derek stepped on it first, grinding it under his heel until it cracked open. He pulled out the memory card and

His eyes flickered with something I couldn't read."Because you are my patient, and you're clearly in danger." He hesitated. "Rest now. We'll figure out what to do. Also, you can call me Adrian."After he left, I lay in the hospital bed, feeling the twins move inside me. I'd done it. I'd escaped.For now.---The hospital room became my sanctuary.For three days, I rested in the narrow bed, monitored by machines that beeped reassuringly. My "injury" was healing. And I was waiting for the right time to execute the escape plan that Adrian and I came up with.Derek and Claire visited twice a day, playing concerned family members for the nurses. They only ever stayed long enough to remind me I wasn't free.The security guards remained outside my door constantly. Two men in suits who never spoke to me, never smiled.But they couldn't watch Dr. Cole."They'll take you back home tonight," he told me that afternoon. "This will work. Trust me.”"I don't trust anyone." I blurted out."Smart." H

ADRIANThe contractions started at 2 AM.I woke to Vivian's gasp of pain, her hand clutching her belly. "Adrian. Something's happening."I'd been sleeping on the couch, giving her my bed. In just three days, we'd fallen into an unexpected partnership; helping her escape. Over a week later, here I was, planning her revenge, preparing for the babies, building trust.I also hadn't told her the truth about why I helped her."How far apart are the contractions?" I asked, moving to check her."I don't know… I don't know…" Another wave of pain crossed her face. "Oh God. Is it really happening?""Babies come when they want to come. Yours seem to want to come now."I'd prepared for this. Sterilized equipment in my bathroom. Clean towels. Emergency medical supplies. I was an OB/GYN, but I'd never planned to deliver babies in my apartment."We need to go to the hospital," Vivian said through gritted teeth."We can't. Derek has people watching every hospital in the city. The moment you're admitte