Oh… How faithful you’ve been to Simon, through thick and thin. Faithful to him even after death, right? Because that’s exactly what you two vowed to each other during your wedding ceremony.

Yet you didn’t know about the other man or at least that’s what Simon thought. Making sure to be careful not to slip up. That was his first mistake, being too cautious. Did he really think you were stupid to not notice?.

Not to notice; the faint smell of lingering cologne, the way he wouldn’t take off his shirt anymore to hide the love bites and hickeys, that weren’t from you. The large amounts of money withdrawn every week from the saving account.

It was loathsome to see how loving he pose to be, while being unfaithful. No matter how much his facial expressions told you they were loving but you could see in his eyes that, he only saw him when he looked at you. Why didn’t he come clean?.

You played coy. Acted as if everything was fine, not raising suspicion as you collected evidence. Receipts; Bank statements from the pass two months, screenshots of live city surveillance of him and the other man entering hotels and so much more.

Overtime you had everything you needed, waited for Simon to return home. And when he did, you could already smell the faintest lingering smell of cologne “No ‘welcome home, my love?’ I missed you.” Simon joked with an amused grin.

You slid the closed file of all the evidence, Simon’s grin decomposed. Oh now, he was silent? His heart raced, the only words that went through his mind on an endless loop ‘He knows…’ but he managed to compose himself “What’s this?” His tone was gruff.