I walk to the receptionist table and frown as I read the announcement board for the conference. It's a medical conference meeting in the ballroom. Gregg must be staying here.
"Excuse me, is there any room booked with name Gregg Lange?" I ask the receptionist.
"I was trying to make a reservation here." Colin frowns at me.
"Hold on for a second." The receptionist smiles at me and turns her face to the computer. "Yes, a honeymoon suite under name Gregg Lange." She turns her face at me.
"I knew it!" I mumbled. "Thank you." I smile at her.
I turn my face to the elevator until I see Gregg is walking out from the elevator holding hand with a woman. Hold up, that woman is different than the other one I saw on the street. So how many lovers that my husband actually has?
I keep secretly watching them until they walk towards the receptionist desk. "Excuse me, sir." I said to Colin and get in between him and hides my face in his suit.
"You are in trouble Ms. Peters." He simply said to me.
"Ssshhhh." I shake my head and keep hiding until Gregg and that woman walk out from the hotel.
"Oh my God." Colin shakes his head and walks towards the elevator.
"Sir, wait up!" I run to him and standing in front of the elevator.
We are keep standing in front of the elevator until we get in. I'm just following him and standing behind him like his bodyguard but I only can't fight. That's all.
Colin walks out from the elevator and I keep following him until he take out a room key and opens the door. He walks like he is having some kind of photoshoot. What's wrong with him? Life isn't a photoshoot.
What's wrong with him? Life isn't a photoshoot
"Excuse me, sir. Not to bother but can I have my room key?" I giggle.
"This is our room. There are no room left, this is because you forgot to booked." He simply said and get in.
"So I have to sleep with you?" I raise my eyebrows.
"You can sleep on the couch." He shrugs. "Or do you want to have threesome with your husband and his lover?" He raises his eyebrow.
"Alright, I'm sorry." I half smiled and get in then close the door.
I sit down on the couch and take my iPad from my bag. "I'm going to use the bathroom, first. Don't peek." He simply said and walks into the bathroom.
"Who wants to peek you." I chuckle and keep looking at the iPad.
I don't know how can I be this strong. I'm not crying anymore everytime I know Gregg is cheating on me. At first I cried real hard but now I just can shrug like that. I just need more proof to confront him even though I love him.
I turn my face as Colin walk out from the bathroom and wearing a bathrobe that kinda too tight for him. I wanna laugh but I hide it.
"You can laugh. I didn't expect this anyway." He chuckles.
I laugh and shake my head. I turn my face at him a bit and keep looking at him as he walks to the bed. I never realized how handsome and hot he is. That's why Summer said that this man made her drooled.
"What? I'm wearing underwear under this so..." He chuckles.
"Thank God you did." I laugh. "I guess I'm going to use the bathroom." I said to him and walk to the bathroom.
I walk to the bathroom and take off my makeup then start taking shower for a while. After that I walk out from the bathroom and folded my hair into a messy bun.
"Can you iron my suit?" Colin asks me.
"I'm not paid for that." I shake my head.
"You're my secretary." He turns his face at me.
"Yet not your housemaid." I simply said until he raised one eyebrow while looking at me. "Alright, I will do it. Don't cry." I said to him and take his suit and open my suitcase.
"What are you doing?" He frowns at me.
"You told me to iron your suit and we don't have ironing sir, so I'm going to use hair straightener." I said to him.
"You don't have to call me sir all the time." He simply said while reading a magazine and sits down on the bed.
"Anyway, your phone light is on. Who's the cute baby that the picture you stole anyway?" I chuckle.
"This is my son. Two years old. His name is Troy." He said to me and take his phone.
"I didn't know you have a son." I shrug and peek on his phone.
"What are you looking at? Go back to work." He frowns at me.
"Nice booty girl." I laugh and turn my face to the ironing. "Ouch!" I groan and shake my hand as the hair straightener burnt my hand.
"Are you okay?" Colin frowns at me.
"Yes, I'm fine." I bite my lip and nod to hide the pain.
He suddenly takes my hand and put it into a bowl of cold water. "You really can't do anything, do you?"
"I can. I can do a lot of things that you didn't know." I simply said.
"Give me the file that I should sign." He simply said and pull my hand away.
I take my hand from the bowl and wipe it off. After that I go through my bag and give him the files. "You have to sign up all of these." I said to him.
I walk my way back to the couch which my area as he is sitting down on the armchair and signing up the paperwork.
"Done!" He grins at me and throw the pen away.
"That's my husband's pen." I chuckle and take the pen.
"I have a question for you. Why are you stay with that man when you knew exactly that he cheated on you?" He frowns at me.
"Because I haven't caught him in the eyes and honestly deep down in my heart I don't want him to leave me." I half smiled.
"Why? You deserve someone better." He said to me.
"I just don't know." I shrug and shake my head.
I turn my face as I heard some disgusting moaning sound from the next room. It's very uncomfortable until the girl screams. "Gregg, how did you learn to do that?"
I sigh and keep sitting down on the couch pretend like I don't hear anything. Colin quickly walks out from our room and knocks on their door then walks back in.
"Problem solved." He simply said. "You better take a rest. Don't you have to wake up earlier than me tomorrow?"
"Yes. I do." I nod and lay down on the couch.
I close my eyes to hide my tears that slowly coming out from my face. This is what I always do, crying in silence. People said that someone who can do this is really strong. I'm that strong woman.
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I'm wearing my earphone and standing while holding my wine glasses during this conference. It's boring. I didn't know anyone in here and my boss just wandering around basically talking with some women.
Suddenly someone crash me and accidentally spurts my wine onto my shirt. "Hey!" I frown.
"I'm so sorry. I'm really sorry." He said to me.
I let out a sigh and walk away to the ladies restroom. I take tissue paper and clean my shirt from the wine spot.
I turn my face as a woman run out from a stall and wash her hands and her face. She then runs back into the stall and kneel down in front of the toilet and vomit there.
"Are you okay? I got some water if you like." I said to her.
"No, I'm fine." She smiles at me and wash her hands and her face. "It's just I'm having evening sickness. Three months pregnant." She giggles.
"Oh congratulations." I smile at her.
"Hannah, are you there?"
I know that's Gregg's voice. I walk into the stall quickly and hide there so he can't find me. I'm sitting down on the toilet bowl and pretending like I have a pee.
"Hey, baby are you okay?" Gregg's voice.
"Yeah I'm okay. It's just the evening sickness bothering me." She answered.
"Let's get out of here."
I heard some steps walking out from this restroom. I open the stall and take a peek a bit and they're gone.
I hold my fist and shake my head. I punch the mirror and walk away from the restroom and run to the elevator.
I get into my room and cry while sitting down on the ground. The pain in my hand is nothing than the pain in my heart. I'm broken. My husband is going to have a kid with someone else.
"Venice, where are you?"
"I'm in the restroom, I will be down there in a sec, sir." I answered and sniffles.
"No, no, the conference is over anyway. I will come to the upstairs." He said and hung up the call.
I shake my head and lean my head on the couch. I don't know how I will be able to stop crying knowing about this? My life is miserable.
I turn my face as the door is opening. I wipe my tears away quickly and get up as fast as I can and hide my blooded fist.
"Are you hungry? The food in the conference didn't make me full." He turns his face at me.
"No, I'm fine." I shake my head and walk to the bathroom and lock the door.
I'm standing in front of the sink and wash my face and my hands from the blood. I can't hold it but tears kept falling down from my eyes.
"Venice, I need your help!" Colin shouts. I walk out from the bathroom and look at him. "Nothing, I'm just worried about you. What if they found out a dead body in the bathroom? I would get into jail." He giggles.
"I'm not going to commit suicide for a worthless man like him." I sigh and sit down on the armchair.
"Give me your hand." He sits down across me.
"Why?" I frown at him.
"Just give me your hand." He said to me.
"Okay." I nod and give him my hand.
"Having a two years old son made me always aware. I always bring little first aid kit in my suitcase in case Troy fell down." He said while fixing my hand.
"I just found out that my husband's lover is pregnant and I punched the mirror in the restroom near the ballroom." I said to him.
"How do you feel?" He asks me.
"I want to punch him in the face and kill him then throw his dead body through the Brooklyn bridge." I sigh.
He chuckles and looks at me. "No. You will get into the jail for that. What I did when I found out when my ex wife cheated on me was calling the lover and made her meet both of us. She was speechless and didn't know what to do. That's when you realize that he can't mess with you."
"I bet the lover will be surprised because she met me in the restroom an hour ago. Blonde tall girl. About two inches taller than me." I said to him.
"Do you know that you're the most beautiful woman that I've ever seen?"
"What?" I frown at him.
"It's nothing. Maybe you should take a rest. I'm going to take a shower. Don't peek." He simply said and walks into the bathroom.
I turn my face at him and follow his gaze. Did he just say that I'm the most beautiful woman that he ever seen? Probably that's just a joke to make me feel better.
But how can I be better? My marriage just over. I'm sure Gregg will be chosing over the woman who's pregnant with his baby because I can't give him that.
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"Hey, baby! How's the Miami?" I smile at Gregg and opens the door as he gets in.
"I'm exhausted. I'm going to take a warm bath. Can you please unpack my stuff?" Gregg says to me and walks upstairs quickly.
I lock the door and walk upstairs following him to our bedroom. Gregg walks into the bathroom and close the door. I take his phone quickly and glad that I know his password.
I look up to that Hannah's number but I couldn't find it. I open the text messages and found her number. So Gregg didn't save her number as Hannah but as Jordan. And how come a Jordan get pregnant?
I quickly copied the number into my phone and text the woman. I'm doing what my boss told me and I'm sure this is the right thing to do.
I put Gregg's phone down quickly and unpack his stuff until he walk out from the bathroom, having the towel around his hips and walks to the closet.
"So, how's your weekend?" Gregg asks me while putting his clothes on.
"Just busy with watching movie and talking with Bubba." I giggle and rub our puppy's tummy. "How about you?"
"Well, it was fun. I got chance to meet some friends from college." Gregg says and sits down on the bed and take his phone.
I put his clothes into the dirty clothes basket and take my phone. I'm arranging the meeting with that Hannah girl this evening and glad she is agree. Faster we can solve this, faster that I will be free from the drama.
"Honey, do you mind if I meet with a friend for dinner tonight? It's the girls from high school." I turn my face at Gregg.
"Yeah sure. I want to watch Knicks game on the TV anyway." Gregg simply nods.
"But I will cook you dinner first if you want." I smile at him.
"No, it's okay sweetheart. I can cook." Gregg smiles back at me.
Sweetheart? Are you sure that you only say that to me? I can't stand here without having a desire to punch Gregg in the face right now. I really want to punch him or cut his penis.
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I'm walking into the cafe and look around until I see a blonde woman is sitting down there alone. I take a deep breath and hold my purse and walk over her.
"Hannah?"
"Yes?" She turns her face at me and frown. "You're the woman from the hotel."
"Yeah I know." I nod. "I'm Venice anyway.." I said to her.
"Oh have a seat." She nods and points to the chair across her.
"Thank you." I nod and sit down across her. "I'm so sorry to bother you or shock you or anything." I said to her.
"No, I'm actually surprised." She said to me. "I've been dating Gregg for six months now. He never wears his ring everytime we met and everytime I asked him to come to his place, he told me that his mom lives with him and she is very selective."
"Six months? When did you two meet?" I ask her.
"In the subway. We had really good talk and hit it on that fast. I swear, I didn't know he is married, I'm not hit on married guy." She said to me.
"And you're pregnant with his baby?" I frown at her.
"Yes I am." She nods. "Look, Venice. I'm really sorry. I will back off and tell Gregg that this is over."
"No." I shake my head. "He got what he wanted. You see? I'm diagnosed with infertility, I couldn't give him a child. Gregg really want a baby the first time we got married and he will be a father." I half smiled at her.
"I don't know what to say." She sighs.
"Can you help me do one favor? Ever since I found out that he got you pregnant, I just want to punch his face and kill him." I shake my head.
"Sure, what can I do?"
"Can you come over to our place right now? I want to see his reaction when he sees us together." I said to her.
"Alright. I want to kick him too." She chuckles.
I nod and get up from my chair. "Let's go. It's only two blocks from here." I said to her and walk out from the cafe. "After this I will kick him out from my apartment."
"You own the place?" She turns her face at me.
"Yes. My dad bought the place for me. I'm only child so.." I said to her. "What did you do?" I turn my face at her.
"I'm an accountant at the bank. What about you?"
"I'm a Secretary of Executive Production Manager in Vogue Magazine but my parents are rich. You know the Peters Company? My dad is the CEO. But I want to make it on my way. So I decided to do everything by myself ever since I got married." I said to her.
"That's actually cool." She smiles at me.
"Thank you." I smile back at her and turn my way to my building and get into the elevator. After that I walk into the hallways and unlock the door. "Hey, sweetie. Have you eaten dinner yet?"
"Yes I did." Gregg simply nods and keeping his eyes on the TV as he sits down on the couch in living room.
"I brought a friend over." I said to him and hang on my coat.
"Hi, Gregg.." Hannah waves her hand.
Gregg turns his face and gets up quickly. I can see from his gesture right now that he is nervous, panic, and wish he would die right now.
"Yes, I know about you two." I simply said and cross my arms on my chest.
"Baby, I don't know that woman." Gregg frowns at me and try to hold my hand.
"Save your bullshit!" I yell at him and slap his face very hard. "How come you did this to me? To us? For three years, I've been holding up to everything that we did together. I tried so hard to safe this marriage but what you have done? You betrayed me!"
"I want to be a father. That's my dream and you couldn't give me that." Gregg frowns at me.
"But you lied to me too! You told me that you weren't married. You never let me come to your house. Because you hid all of these from me?" Hannah frowns at him.
"I just can't take this anymore!" Gregg shouts.
I walk to upstairs and run to our closet and throw all his clothes to downstairs. "You can't take this right? Then leave!" I yell at him. "Leave from my place! I don't want to see you anymore!"
"Venice, I.. I love you." Gregg walks closer to me and hugs my legs.
I shake my head and look away as tears falling down from my eyes. I push him away slowly and run to my bedroom and lock the door.
I'm sitting down on the ground behind my door and hugging my legs while crying. My marriage just over. I couldn't believe this is happening but yet this is happen. I wish I could just disappear right now.