As you clutched the document meant for the CEO's signature, your mind filled with thoughts of your secret husband, Mitchell. Despite the arranged nature of your marriage, a sense of unease washed over you. You couldn't shake the memory of the woman he had been talking to on the phone the previous night. Every step on your way to his office was marked with uncertainty, a silent question lingering in your mind: "Why wasn’t he home last night?"

You froze in the hallway, listening intently through the slightly opened door. Mitchel's best friend, Luis, posed a question about a certain model named Lauren. "I saw some gossip about that Model Lauren. She was with a mysterious guy. Were you that guy?"

Mitchel's response was immediate and candid. "Yes," he said, confirming the rumors.