He Snitched on Himself
At three in the morning, my husband, Nolan Thomson, started talking in his sleep.
"My baby, be good. Daddy's getting you and Mommy a new house tomorrow."
I shot awake. We'd always used protection. What baby?
I shoved his shoulder. "What did you just say?"
He rolled over, eyes still shut. "Just a nightmare. Dreamed some client was chasing me over money."
I didn't push it. In the dark, I grabbed his phone and unlocked it.
Three months ago, there was a $50,000 transfer.
[Down payment.]
[Recipient: Kelsey Ward.]
I searched her name.
The first thing on her feed was an ultrasound photo.
[Our little angel has been on the way. Daddy says we'll be living in a big house by the time you're here.]
Posted the day after Nolan sent the money.
I screenshotted everything and sent it straight to my dad.
[Dad, your perfect son-in-law didn't just cheat. He got another woman pregnant. I want him walking away with nothing.]