All Chapters of How I Catfished my Husband and his Girlfriend: Chapter 191 - Chapter 200

The phone buzzed again.Then again.It didn’t stop this time—just a steady, relentless vibration against the table.Dominic didn’t reach for it.He kept his eyes on Sophia.That alone said more than anything he’d said all night.A few seconds later—A knock at the door.Both of them froze.Not loud.But firm.Again.Knock. Knock. Knock.Sophia didn’t panic.She didn’t even move right away.She just looked at Dominic.“Did you tell her to come here?” she asked quietly.“No,” he said immediately. “I didn’t.”Another knock.Harder this time.Dominic’s jaw tightened. “I didn’t tell her anything.”Sophia nodded once.“I believe you.”That mattered.The knocking came again.And then—Kristi’s voice.“M!” she called through the door. “I know you’re in there!”Sophia’s expression didn’t change.She took a slow breath.“Stay here,” she said.Dominic shook his head slightly. “No—”“Stay here,” she repeated, calm but firm.And this time… he listened.Sophia walked to the door.Not rushed.Not in

Blue and red lights washed across the front of the house.Sophia didn’t move right away—she just watched from the window as the patrol car pulled up behind Kristi’s. The flashing lights cut through the tension that had been building all night.Dominic stepped up beside her. “Cops?”Sophia nodded. “Patrick must’ve called it in.”Her phone buzzed again—this time, not Kristi.Patrick.She answered immediately.“I’m on a plane,” he said, voice steady but distant over the line. “Couldn’t wait. I called it in—officers are there to handle it until I land.”Sophia exhaled. “They just pulled up.”“Good. Stay inside. Let them deal with her.”“I will.”Outside, two officers stepped out of their car, calm but direct, approaching Kristi’s vehicle.Kristi got out fast—already talking, already animated.Even from inside, Sophia could see the way she was gesturing, trying to control the narrative.Dominic frowned slightly. “What’s she saying?”Sophia watched closely.Kristi pointed toward the house,

Headlights cut sharply across the front of the house.Another car.Fast.Deliberate.Sophia had just stepped back from the door when she heard it—tires stopping hard, a door opening with force.Patrick.Outside, everything was already loud—voices overlapping, Kristi arguing, officers trying to control the situation.Then Patrick stepped in.“What’s going on?” his voice cut through, direct and commanding.One of the officers turned. “She’s been asked to leave multiple times—she’s refusing—”“I’m not leaving!” Kristi shouted, pulling against them. “He’s in there!”Patrick’s eyes shifted to her, assessing in a split second.“This ends now,” he said firmly.Inside, Sophia heard his voice and exhaled—just slightly.But the tension didn’t break.It snapped.Kristi twisted suddenly, yanking free from the officer’s grip for just a second—And bolted toward the door.Sophia barely had time to react.The door was still partially open—And Kristi lunged straight at her.“You think you can just—”

Sophia stood there a moment longer after the door closed behind Patrick.The silence wasn’t uncomfortable.It was… earned.She turned back toward Dominic, who hadn’t moved. He was watching her—not cautiously, not defensively—just present.“What now?” he had asked.Sophia exhaled slowly, letting the last of the adrenaline leave her system.“We take it one step at a time.”Dominic nodded, but he didn’t look away this time.“Then let me start with something real,” he said.Sophia didn’t interrupt.“I messed up,” he continued. “Not just with her… but with you. With us.”There was no hesitation in it now.No softening.Just truth.Sophia crossed her arms lightly—not closed off, just holding her ground.“Yeah,” she said. “You did.”He accepted it.Didn’t argue.“I let something small turn into something it shouldn’t have,” he said. “And I didn’t shut it down when I should’ve.”Sophia watched him closely.“Why?” she asked.Not accusatory.Just… direct.Dominic looked down for a second, then

That night didn’t end.It just… stretched.Sophia set her phone on the nightstand.Face down.But it didn’t matter.The calls still came through.Over and over.Vibration after vibration.Relentless.Dominic sat on the edge of the bed, staring at his own phone.“She’s still going?” he asked.Sophia let out a tired breath. “All night.”As if on cue—Another call.Declined.Another one.Then another.“She’s not going to stop,” Dominic said quietly.Sophia didn’t answer right away.Because she already knew that.“She works for the city,” Sophia finally said. “She has access. Numbers, records… she’s not just guessing.”Dominic looked at her. “So even if we change everything—”“She’ll find it again,” Sophia finished.Silence.Heavy.Another call came through.Dominic muted his phone.Sophia didn’t even bother picking hers up.“I’m done playing defense,” she said suddenly.Dominic looked at her.“What does that mean?”Sophia sat up straighter, something shifting in her expression.Focused.