The Affair Revenge

Chapter 3

Eve

This son of a b****!

That was the first thing that ran through my mind when I saw that lip stain on the envelope. Who the h*** sent this to my husband? Looking at the envelope, Mark had already looked at it.I went ahead and stuffed it into my bag. The clip was broken so I just quickly slipped it in before anyone saw me with it. Looking as normal as I could, I went out of the building, jogging down the long flight of stairs, and into my car.

Once, I got into my car and I didn’t even bother to see my surroundings yet. All I wanted to do was open this envelope and see who sent it to my husband. What could this letter be, and from whom? The envelope had a strong scent on it. Some kind of flowery smell. But not common either. It might be mixed with something or some kind of expensive brand maybe.I stared at the lip stain and noticed she had big round pecking lips. Stain the back of it with a maroon color. Ohh this motherf****! He better not be doing what I think he's doing! The front of the envelope just said “Mark Samford” and the office address on it. I went ahead and opened it up and there was just a card in it with the words “Great Times, Thanks Lots." Inside the card says “ times like this, I am thankful to have you.” And under that was someone's handwriting. “Cami, thanks lots.” with a heart on top of the “I”.

“What in the h***!”

My head just goes racing with anger. I had to restrain myself from punching something. A girl doesn't put a heart in a card for nothing. There is something more to this letter. I just had to find out what.“ Who in the world is Cami?” Saying out loud to myself. There were two different possibilities running in my head. 1) I'm over reacting and this is just a coworker or client. 2) It's exactly what I think it is. And Mark has been lying to me. Yes, I know I am one of those weirdos who talk to myself. But I’m normal. I swear , you just got used to talking to yourselves after awhile. I barely get out and talk to others. Remember, I'm just a stay-at-home wife. I only go out when it comes to errands and stuff. I mean, I do leave and hang out with friends. But like I said before, I have been busy lately and I have been stuck at home doing housework. "Could I just be reactive?!' I said to myself.

NO,b****! It's exactly what we think it is. He's cheating on us! I told you he was hiding something! This is it! I told you girl!

OOKKAAYY! Can't you not? Its hard for me to really believe that my loving, faithful husband has been having an affair with some woman named Cami.

Ohh come on. You can't really be this naive.

I'm not being navie. I just can't believe Mark could do this to us.

Look. I know we love him and everything but we have to face the facts that Mark could be or have been having an affair with this person.

*Loudly scoffing*

I drove home to think more about what to do. I really want to believe that Mark isn't cheating on me. I want to believe that this is just some coworker thanking him for something. I really do.“I don’t remember Mark ever bringing up the name Cami before." Maybe she is a coworker from a different state. He went out of town about a month ago for 3 days. He told me there were workers from other companies there. OR! “Maybe she was new to the office and he helped her or a new client?” I try my best not to jump to conclusions? Maybe this is all harmless. Or maybe it’s not.

F*** what if it's not!!! He could just be cheating. It makes perfect sense.

I noticed a returning address on it and I went ahead and looked it up. Seems to be a card store that delivers other items as well. Maybe she works there or is a regular customer. “I’ll see what this b****d has to say about the card after dinner tonight.”

We'll see what kind of dinner he pulls out his a**.

He totally seemed like he had forgotten all about today, all month and this morning. And now, out of the blue, he has a surprise dinner. I can't believe it. All this time and he forgot about our anniversary. I have been hinting at him about all month. I just wonder what he has planned for the last minute.

This is gonna be his once and only time to come clean about stuff.

He doesn’t want to know what I’ll do if I find something he’s hiding from me. Maybe I'll wait and catch him in the act. Confront both of them. I will kill him!!!Slam my fist into the wall and GREAT, now there's a hole. How am I gonna explain this? I'm not this angry person, I'm really nice. If anyone was hot tempered, it had to be Mark. Ever since I met him, he has always had a angry issue, but over the years he has learned to control it.

After that, time went by fast. We lived a normal happy marriage with Mark. Until now!

Hours later

I was all dressed and dolled up for tonight. Believing that Mark would live up to his promises. My hair was slick back and curled up. I wore my favorite dress, gold with sparkles all over it. Spaghetti stripes and on the left side there's a mid cut to it. I had my simple make-up with just a dash of color on my eyelids for tonight. Even though I may be mad at my husband, I still wanted to look nice tonight. "Maybe, just maybe this is all nothing," I said to myself. Maybe this marriage should never been anything. Save us a heart break. I shook my head at her remark.

Phone beep (text from Mark)

As I finished up, I got a message from Mark.

“I am right down the street with your surprise baby. Stay upstairs for 20 minutes while I set up for us.

Ps I Love you Lots”

My belly just flips around and I can’t help but smile after reading his message. I held the phone to my chest. Don’t get too happy, remember the envelope. You have to ask him. Let him come clean about it. I sigh heavily. My stupid mind ruined the moment, thanks so much ugh.WAIT.Did he just say BABY?He never calls me BABY, EVER! Out of all these years together, Mark has never once called me baby. I hated to be called baby, ever since I was younger. It was used so much, I just vomited when a guy called me baby. He knows I hate those words. Out of 10 years, he has never made this mistake and called me BABY!

Just exhale and inhale slowly. We are going to confront him soon.

I’m not gonna let this ruin my day right now. Just gonna push it to the side, for now.

25 minutes later

I heard a knock on the bedroom door and I raced to my feet. Hurry and fix my dress to look all sexy for Mark. He pokes his head in and jaw drop to the fall. I saw a glare in his eyes of joy. Just seeing his reaction makes me so happy. I went ahead and put my head into my chin in shyness.“You like it?” I said in a low voice. “Wow”, he said, opening the door all the way. “Just simply said beautiful,sweetie, how can I just be so lucky to have you for so long?” He said with that grin on his face.“Well you're not too bad looking yourselves.” Trying to match his mood.Waking towards me he gives me a light kiss on the checks. I can’t help but just blush.

He ran his hands down my face to my shoulders and down to my side.My body gets this tingling feeling by just his touch. My body can never resist his touch. But I’m not gonna let him get anything this early in the day. At least feed me first.

“You gonna have to buy me dinner first, Mr. Samford.” while slowly pushing his hand away from my body. A smug look read all over his face.“Will you care to join me down stairs ma’am?” He said.“Mmhh, I guess I shall.” I let out a little laugh.Walking out the door I noticed the house was dark. With lit lights sitting on every other stair to give a romantic look.Making our way down the stairs, he took my hand, ever so and, led me to our dining room. Dim lights take over with classical light music playing in the background .

He always knows how to win my heart. All these cheeses and romantic stands are his key. He has always done stuff like this, every since we met. I guess that is how you can say he won me over. Right from the start. “Wow, it’s amazing Mark.” My eyes had this shine in them that seemed to let out at every moment, he surprised me with.“Only the best for you baby”, winking at me. Did this mf really just say BABY! I try to ignore the cliche and put a smile on my face. But, of course, my eyebrows betray me. “I meant sweetie. I’m sorry, I know you don’t like those words. Most of, just slip out sweetie. Forgive me on our special night?” He asked,a shiny star popping in his eyes while he put his head down ever so lightly. How can I not forgive myself ugh. That stupid cute face. I picked up the glass of red wine he had poured for us ahead of time. “Cheers to us” I said.

*Glass touching *

An hour or so passed by. “Well that was just an amazing dinner, thank you so much.” Cleaning my lips with the cloth napkin

“Got it from a new restaurant. I knew you'd love it.” Grabbing both mine and his empty plates. “You always seem to know what's best” I said.“Well, I tried it out last time on my trips and I had to grab it for you.” My cheeks grew red, loving how sweet my husband is. He is always thinking of me, even when he is away on his trips.“Ohh well that was nice.”I grab our glass and pop it in the dishwasher. Sitting right next to him, he smiled with a wink.

Time to ask him, do it do it do it now.Don’t chicken out. If he’s hiding something he will just give you b***s***.

I took a quick breath in and out.“Mark, can I ask you something?” Picking at my skin hoping he didn’t lie. “What is it my dear?” Putting other dirty dishes in the dishwasher without looking at me. I went to the drawer where I had the envelope in. Holding it in both hands, nervous to get his response. I quickly put it in front of him.“Who sent this to you?” my voice cracked. He looks at the envelopes and exams it. He sees the lip stain on it and chuckles at me. Is he really laughing? Slap him! He had better explain himself or I will slap him.“What so funny huh, who sent you the card Mark!” My voice rose a bit. “You are.” an evil laugh. My eyebrows quickly with my mouth opening. “What’s so funny!?” It was like he wanted to make us mad.

“Sweetie is from an old lady. Remember I told you last month. I helped her file some stuff. It's nothing.”Quick response I see. “No, I don’t remember you telling me anything about an old lady.” I said, annoyed at him.“Sweetie, it’s nothing, let it go.” Taking the envelope and throwing it in the trash.“Mark I don’t thin..” he cuts me off. “Let it go I said” His tone made me jump. He did not!

He has never yelled at me before. Something is totally off.“Mark, I wasn’t tryin..” Cutting me off again. “Look, I was trying to have a good night before leaving and you had to ruin it. I'll grab my bags and head to the train. I’ll see you in a few days. I don’t wanna talk about this any more." Looking at the closed dishwasher now and drying his hand with a towel.

“Mark, I just wanted to talk, that's all.” Lowering my voice. “I’ll see you in a few days sweetie, Happy Anniversary I love you”, and kissed me on the forehead. Walks out the kitchen and grabs his bags, out the closet by the front door. As soon as he left out the door, I went toward the small window by the door to watch him leave the driveway. Making sure he was completely gone. “Yeah love you too.” What in the h*** was that? He was not himself there.Walking back into the kitchen, I grabbed the envelope out. If he won’t tell me the truth, then I’ll find this out myself. I am not gonna be made a fool, for no one! I don’t care who you are but, Eve Samford takes no s***. And if I find something. He had better hope he comes clean before I get a hand on him.