“Give me a second,” I said. “I just need to run to the bathroom. Olive, stay with Aunt Nancy, okay?”
“Spencer, I’m at the ice cream place with Olive. I’m not feeling good, honey,” I said the moment he picked up.
“Please come get us. I don’t feel right… I think I’m going to pass out.”
“I’m coming, sweetheart,” he said.
He was there in under ten minutes.
When he walked in, both Olive and Connor lit up.
“Daddy!” they both said.
“Daddy! Did you bring me a teddy again?” Connor asked.
“That’s not your daddy, Connor,” Olive said. “He’s mine!”
My husband’s mouth opened, but nothing came out. His eyes flicked from me to Nancy. She stood slowly, her expression blank.
“Brielle, I—”
“How long?” I asked. “How long, Spencer?”
“It was one mistake,” he said. “We decided not to tell you. Nancy and I didn’t want to disturb Olive’s life over a mistake.”
I almost laughed.
“I’ve seen the photos, Spencer,” I said.
“I’ve seen how you’ve spent your ‘working weekends.’ And, my goodness… in those photos… the way you looked at Nancy, it was like I never happended.”
He blinked, stunned.
