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The next morning. Marcus woke me up with his usual sweetness.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cMorning, gorgeous. Made you breakfast.\u201d He kissed my forehead. \u201cGot a huge client meeting today, so I\u2019ll probably\u00a0<\/p>\n
be home late.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
I forced a smile. \u201cNo worries, work comes first.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Something flickered in his eyes-probably surprised I wasn\u2019t giving him grief.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cActually, babe, I might be swamped all week. Don\u2019t read into it or anything\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cOf course not.\u201d I nodded like the dutiful wife, thinking: Yeah, busy playing house with your side piece.\u00a0<\/p>\n
After Marcus left, I drove straight to his Midtown office.\u00a0<\/p>\n
As a business partner, I had every reason to be there.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Sure enough, there was a young woman at the front desk-Rain Sullivan in the flesh\u00a0<\/p>\n
She was even more striking in person than in her photos. Long blonde hair, bright eyes, that whole innocent girl-next-door thing going strong.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Who would\u2019ve guessed this sweet-looking college grad was a husband-stealing bitch?\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cHi there! Who can I help you find?\u201d she chirped, all sunshine and rainbows.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m here for Marcus.\u201d I studied her carefully.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She was wearing loose business attire, but I could still make out the small bump. Definitely showing.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cHe\u2019s in meetings right now. And you are?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cVivian Hartwell.\u201d I dropped my name like a bomb and watched her face go white.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Of course she knew exactly who I was-Marcus\u2019s legal wife.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cOh! Mrs. Hartwell! Let me buzz him right away.\u201d She fumbled for the phone.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I caught her whispering, \u201cMarcus, your wife is here.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Seconds later, Marcus came rushing out, looking like he\u2019d seen a ghost.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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\u201cViv! What brings you by?\u201d His eyes darted nervously toward Rain.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cThought I\u2019d check out your workspace, maybe grab lunch together.\u201d I linked my arm through his.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cAbsolutely, let\u2019s hit the restaurant upstairs.\u201d He practically dragged me toward the elevators.\u00a0<\/p>\n
In the elevator, I played dumb: \u201cThat receptionist seems nice. How old is she?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cNo clue, some intern who just started. I don\u2019t really pay attention to that stuff.\u201d His answer came way too fast.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cAh.\u201d I nodded, filing away yet another lie.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Over lunch, I played the concerned wife perfectly, asking about his stress levels and health.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He ate up every bite I fed him, gushing about how lucky he was. \u201cYou\u2019re the best thing that ever happened to me,\u00a0<\/p>\n
Viv.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Watching his Oscar-worthy performance made me sick.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cOh, that reminds me,\u201d I said casually, \u201cmy friend mentioned this amazing new development in Greenwich. Maybe we should start house hunting?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Marcus\u2019s fork froze midway to his mouth. \u201cHouse hunting? Our place is pretty solid as is, right?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cSure, but it\u2019s kind of cramped. If we ever have kids, we\u2019ll need more space.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
His face went completely pale. \u201cKids aren\u2019t really on the table right now. Money\u2019s tight, you know?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Right. Too tight for your legal wife, but plenty loose for your pregnant mistress.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cYou\u2019re totally right. Let\u2019s table that.\u201d I smiled sweetly while mentally cataloging his bullshit.\u00a0<\/p>\n
That afternoon, I excused myself to use the restroom but took a detour past the reception desk.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Rain was chatting with a coworker, and I caught her saying, \u201cThe doctor says the baby\u2019s super healthy. Due date\u2019s around Christmas.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cRain, you\u2019re literally living in a fairy tale! Your man is like total husband material-buying you a house, taking such good care of you.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI know, right? He promised we\u2019ll get married as soon as the baby comes.\u201d Rain\u2019s face lit up with pure joy.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Married?\u00a0<\/p>\n
He\u2019s still married to me, but already planning wedding number two?\u00a0<\/p>\n
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Rain spotted me and went ghost-white.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cMrs\u2026 Mrs. Hartwell,\u201d she stammered, jumping to her feet.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I walked over with my sweetest smile. \u201cRain, right? Congratulations on the baby.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
She instinctively covered her bump. \u201cThank you.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cThe father must be over the moon. He\u2019s treating you well, I hope?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cVery well,\u201d she whispered, avoiding my eyes.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cGood. You\u2019re young-don\u2019t let some deadbeat take advantage of you.\u201d I gave her a meaningful look before walking\u00a0<\/p>\n
away.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Outside the building, I took a deep breath of fresh air.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Rain Sullivan, you think hiding in plain sight makes you untouchable?\u00a0<\/p>\n
Time to show you what happens when you mess with the wrong wife.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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