From His Wife to His Uncle's Wife novel Chapter 234

Wesley barged into the house, practically vibrating with anger. “Who told you I was cheating? Have you been a housewife so long your brain turned to mush?”

Sydney’s cheeks were streaked with tears. “If she isn’t your mistress, then why did you call out her name in your sleep? And who was that woman you were whispering to on the phone last night?”

She didn’t stop. “And that recording—wasn’t it you offering to pay for her?”

Sydney’s chest ached so badly it felt like she could barely breathe. “Wesley, ever since my family lost everything three years ago, you’ve been looking for a way out, haven’t you? I really was stupid. Stupid enough to finally see the real you only today.”

“Maybe I got the wrong woman, but don’t act like you’re innocent.”

Wesley’s chest heaved as he glared at her. All at once, he snapped, his hand coming down across her face with a sharp smack.

Sydney froze, shock turning her tears into wide-eyed disbelief. “You hit me?” Her whole body trembled. “You really hit me…”

She started pounding on his chest, but he grabbed her wrists in one quick move, pinning her arms.

His eyes were cold. “Sydney, let’s get a divorce. I can’t do this anymore.”

He spat out the words, then stormed out, slamming the door behind him.

A minute later, Grant Goff came home, spinning a basketball on his finger. He took one look at his mom—red-eyed and shaking—and sighed. “Mom, did you and Dad just have another fight?”

He tossed the basketball on the couch. “Dad works hard all day. It’s normal for guys to have some fun on the side. Maybe you shouldn’t be so uptight.”

What hurt more than Wesley’s cruelty was this—her own son, the boy she’d raised, wasn’t on her side. “Grant, do you even realize how much it hurts to hear you say that?”

Grant rolled his eyes. “Mom, what does it matter? Hurt feelings don’t pay the bills.” He disappeared into his room.

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