A Baby Store’s Halloween Prank Exposed My Husband’s Secret

CH. 02

Chapter 2

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Early the next morning, I dropped my son off at my best friend’s place and went straight to the nearest Baby Luxe.

Since it was a chain, I could collect the gift package at any location in the city.

All I needed was the customer’s registered name, phone number, and ID number.

My voice shook slightly as I gave them Ethan’s information.

Half a minute later, the employee looked up, her expression even warmer than before.

“Everything checks out, ma’am. Mr. Parker has spent 2.4 million dollars with us over the past few years. As a VIP customer, he qualifies for a gift package worth a hundred thousand dollars.”

“We can deliver it to your home if you prefer.”

I watched her lips move, but all I could hear was a roaring in my ears.

My heart plummeted. My knees weakened, and I stumbled back a few steps.

It really was Ethan.

He had spent over two million dollars at a baby store with another woman.

He was having an affair. He even had a child.

But where had that money come from?

How many secrets was he hiding?

My face must have looked awful because the employee stepped closer, concerned. “Are you all right, ma’am?”

I took several deep breaths to steady myself, then forced a smile.

“I’m fine. Could I take a look at our purchase history?”

“A friend is having a baby soon. She asked which products I’d recommend, but I can’t remember everything we bought. I’d like to check our past purchases so I can give her some suggestions.”

At the prospect of more business, her smile grew even brighter.

But when she pulled up the records, my heart turned colder.

The earliest purchase was two years ago.

I had only just gotten pregnant then, yet he had already been bringing another woman and child here to buy baby supplies.

I blinked hard and scrolled through the screen.

Five thousand dollars for a pack of diapers.

When I first got pregnant, I had spent a month staying up late to research diapers, trying to find the cheapest reliable brand so I could save him money.

Eight thousand dollars for a can of formula. Purchased regularly for two full years.

Meanwhile, I had been forced to wean our baby early to cut household expenses.

Remembering how miserable and worn out my baby looked during the process made my heart twist into a knot.

Then there was a hundred-thousand-dollar crib and all kinds of snacks for young children.

They had shopped here almost every week.

I dug my nails into my palm, but I was so numb I could barely feel the pain.

By the time I finished going through more than thirty pages of transactions, my heart had gradually settled.

I took out my phone and pretended to make a few notes. Then I asked the employee casually:

“Could you pull up the delivery address on file?”

“The drivers have had trouble finding our exact location before. I want to make sure it was entered correctly.”

She immediately apologized and pulled up the address.

Number 21, Section A, Riverview Estates.

The most luxurious gated community in the city.

I repeated the address silently through clenched teeth, then told her:

“It looks fine. Please have the gift package delivered in two weeks.”

Now I was going to Riverview Estates to see whether Ethan, who was supposedly away on business, was there.