The Baby Trap: Truth Revealed novel Chapter 3

I already knew everything about Chloe. I'd had my suspicions, but a little digging revealed a pattern of manipulation and gold-digging. She was a pro at worming her way into wealthy men's lives.

I took John's phone and sent Chloe a message, inviting her to our house next week.

“Really?! You’re letting me come over? This is amazing! Don't worry, Amelia will never know ;)”

I didn't bother replying.

John looked at me, a mixture of fear and confusion in his eyes. I smiled, a slow, deliberate movement that sent chills down his spine.

This was just the beginning.

Chloe arrived at our house, dressed in a flimsy negligee that left little to the imagination. She froze when she saw me, her eyes widening in surprise.

“What are you doing here?”

I smiled sweetly. “This is my house, Chloe.” I walked towards her, holding a file in my hand.

“Let me give you a piece of advice,” I said, slapping the file against her cheek. “Next time you try to seduce a married man, at least have the decency to dress appropriately. This isn't some cheap motel.”

Chloe went silent.

She stood up, her shoulders slumped in defeat. She gathered the photos, her eyes downcast, and walked out of the house without another word.

John broke down then, collapsing onto the couch, his sobs wracking his body. I sat beside him, running my fingers through his hair.

“It’s over,” he whispered, his voice hoarse. “Please, Amelia, let’s start over. I’ll be a better husband, I promise.”