“Why won’t you just tell me?”

She looked upset.

“I’m trying not to destroy your marriage.”

I stared at her.

“Then why threaten to reveal something?”

Dakota stepped back.

“Please leave. I can’t have this conversation right now.”

I couldn’t believe what I was hearing.

I returned home furious.

Tony had already driven away.

I stood in our kitchen, staring at the folded note.

If neither of them would tell me the truth, I was going to find out what I could.

—

I started with the documents Tony kept in his home office.

Inside a desk drawer, beneath a stack of receipts, I found an envelope containing a payment confirmation from a pediatric medical clinic.

Tony’s name appeared on the payment.

But the patient information wasn’t included.

I frowned.

We didn’t have children.

Why would Tony be paying bills at a pediatric clinic?

I checked our shared banking records.