I Accidentally Found My Husband’s Secret Phone in the Toilet Tank. What I Read There Made My Blood Freeze

“Revenge,” I said, feeling the anger rise again. “But I need it to be smart.”

Tara shook her head, furious on my behalf. “Men are such pigs. We need to catch him red-handed.”

Lucas, always the calm one, nodded. “You have to protect yourself too, Jenna. Know your rights. This could get messy.”

We spent hours brainstorming. By the end of the night, I had a plan. Lucas gave me a quick rundown of what to say if things went south legally. I was grateful he had my back.

Friday came quicker than I wanted. Matt left, claiming it was another work meeting. “Good luck,” I said with a fake smile, my stomach churning.

The moment he was out the door, I grabbed my phone. Kelly, a friend who worked at the restaurant, had already secured a table right next to Matt’s. She sent a text confirming the reservation.

“Showtime,” I muttered, putting on my best dress and heading out.

The adrenaline was like a second heartbeat as I arrived at the restaurant with Lucas, Nicole, and Tara. Each step felt like a countdown. We were seated near the entrance, a perfect spot to watch Matt walk in. I could barely sit still, my hands gripping the table’s edge.

Lucas leaned over. “You sure about this?”

I nodded, swallowing hard. “Yeah, it’s time.”

Minutes ticked by like hours until finally, Matt walked in, holding Lola’s hand. He stopped dead, his face draining of color as our eyes met. Lola, blissfully unaware, gave me a polite smile. I returned it with a glare that could freeze fire.

“Matt, darling,” I said, standing up and raising my glass, “a toast to you.”

The restaurant hushed, forks and knives pausing mid-air. Matt looked like he wanted the ground to swallow him whole. Lola’s smile faltered, confusion setting in.

“To my wonderful husband,” I continued, voice steady, “who thought he could cheat and get away with it.”

Gasps and whispers erupted around us. Lola’s face turned beet red, realization dawning on her. Matt tried to speak, but no words came out.

“Jenna, I …”

“Save it,” I interrupted, stepping closer. “Lola, meet my husband.”

Lola’s eyes widened. “What?”

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