The Perfect Husband's Secret novel Chapter 104

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Dejected, I hang up and call Mark. “Hey,” he answers. 

“Where is Violet?” 

“Let me find out. I’ll call you back.” 

With my behind resting on the counter, I wait in the kitchen, the room lit only by the overhead fan light. My phone rings almost immediately. 

“Yes.” 

“She’s in a cocktail bar called Mimosas. She’s with her friend Debbie.” “Who’s on tonight?” I 

reply. 

“Tommy and Pearce.” 

I think for a moment. “Has she seen them before?” 

“Not that I know of.” 

“Send them in.” 

“Do…” He hesitates. “Do you think that’s a good idea?” 

“Don’t question me. Just fucking do it. I want to know every detail of her night.” 

“Okay.” 

“They’re to stay out of sight…unless.” 

“Unless what?” 

“Unless she’s talking to another man.” 

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Then what?” 

Then they move in and await my instruction.” 

“Okay.” 

I hang up and glare at the wall. 

If she’s talking to someone else tonight, it’s fucking on. 

3 a.m., I sit on the couch, my feet up on the ottoman, a scotch in my hand. 

Anger in my soul. 

I’m playing nice and letting her have her night out, I’m not moving in even though Violet 

has been approached by five men tonight. 

Five. 

Luckily for her, she’s waved them away…lucky for them too. 

My phone vibrates in my hand. “Yes,” I snap as my heart races. 

“Violet has just arrived home in a taxi; she’s safely inside.” 

“Alone?” 

” 

“Yes, sir.” 

I close my eyes in relief. 

“Good.” I hang up and inhale sharply. This woman’s got me crazy. 

I pull into the driveway just on 4 p.m. 

The kids are happily chattering on in the backseat, but my mood is somber. 

feel like I’m dropping my heart off at the bus stop and I won’t be able to pick it up again 

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ntil Thursday when I come back. 

The more time I spend with them, the harder it is to leave, 

It’s like I have this ache in my heart for all the time I’ve lost. When I first found out about the children, the time that had passed seemed irrelevant. 

They were six, it was what it was. 

But now I know how much joy spending twenty–four hours with them brings me. 

Six years is insurmountable. 

I turn the car off and drag myself from the car, the kids slowly get out and I hear the front door open. I glance up to see Violet standing on the front veranda. 

Are you tired…because I fucking am. 

“See you on Friday.” I force a smile. 

I bend on one knee and Lucia hugs me tight. “Goodbye, baby,” I whisper as I hold her longer than I should. 

She steps back, and my eyes search Dominic’s. “Can I have a hug?” 

He steps forward and gives me a rigid weird arm hug and immediately pulls out of it. 

My heart sinks, and I force a smile. 

“See you Friday.” 

“Okay.” He puts his backpack on and turns to go inside. I glance up and Violet has gone. 

She didn’t even say goodbye. 

I wait for them to walk inside with my heart in my throat. Don’t go. 

open my emails and exhale heavily. The days go slow in New York, the nights go slower. 

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