“I Saw My Husband’s Secret Messages… But I Pretended I Didn’t Know”

Around noon, Richard walked into the bedroom.

“Babe, have you seen my phone?”

I turned casually from the wardrobe.

“Oh… it was charging here.”

He picked it up and smiled.

“You always save my life.”

I looked straight into his eyes.

“Of course,” I said softly. “I trust you.”

For a split second… something flickered across his face.

Guilt?

Fear?

Maybe I imagined it.