My Pothos Exposed My Husband's Mistress
At that moment, the cactus in the corner shouted in panic, “Bullshit! He spent it all on that woman, buying her bags and cars! Doc, don’t listen to him! Go to the TV cabinet, the far-left drawer. There’s a hidden compartment inside!”
The pothos also chimed in excitedly, its vines flailing in the air, “Yes, yes! There’s a paternity test she secretly did and a ledger of kickbacks he got from pharmaceutical reps! I saw him sneak it in there at night myself! Go get it!”
My confidence solidified instantly, and I stood up abruptly. I ignored Justin’s attempt to stop me and strode straight to the TV cabinet.
“What are you doing?! Don’t go through our things!” Panic flashed across his face. Realizin