Page 25 of Sins of a Husband

DAHLIA

Before

I thoughtKat had found the perfect man this time after moving to Rockstead. Brian Grisham was cute. He worked in construction and had the muscles of a God. The town envied them. They were the perfect couple—always smiling and happy and not shy about showing public affection. Brian loved Kat. I do believe that. But his love for her wasn’t enough to keep him from finding comfort in the arms of another woman.

Bastard.

How could he do that to her?

He needs to be punished for his sins. His fate was determined the moment he cheated on her.

Yes, Katherine will be devastated, but she’ll survive. She’ll rebuild her life and continue her search for the perfect man. Hopefully, when she does, I won’t have to kill him.

Chapter Eighteen

KAT

Present

“I can’t believeOliver wouldn’t let you go with him to Chicago,” Samantha says, sitting in the chair across from my desk.

“I know. I’m still a little upset about it.”

“It doesn’t matter if he’s busy all day or not.” She shakes her head. “The point is that you’d be together at night. You don’t think he’s cheating on you, do you?”

Hearing her words made me gasp. Why would she even ask that?

“No. Oliver would never cheat on me in a million years.” My tone is snippy.

“I don’t think he would either, but it doesn’t make sense why he wouldn’t let you go with him.”

“It’s because he’ll feel bad not being able to spend a lot of time with me. It’s not like he goes there for vacation.”

“You’re right.” She smiles. “Oliver loves you to death and would never betray you like that.”

Damn right, he wouldn’t.

Samantha glances at her watch before standing from her chair. “I have a client coming in soon. I’ll talk to you later.”

“See ya.” I smiled.

I won’t lie and say that somewhere in the back of my mind, the idea of Oliver cheating on me doesn’t float around because it does. But I know him inside and out and how demanding his job is. I pick up my phone and dial his number. He answers on the first ring.

“Is it important, Kat? I’m in the middle of an important meeting.”

“No. I just wanted to tell you that I miss you.”

“I miss you too. We’ll talk later.” The other end goes silent.

“Excuse me, Kat?” My secretary pops her head inside my office. “There’s someone here to see you.”

“Send them in,” I say, looking back at my computer.

The man steps inside my office, and when I look up, it’s Mark, Cindy’s husband, from back in Rockstead.

“Mark? Oh my goodness.” I stand from my chair and walk over to him. “What are you doing here?” We hug.

“It’s good to see you, Kat.”

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