I fished through his pants pocket and felt a weird material in his left one. I took it out and inhaled sharply. I dropped the item to the floor. Lying there, at my feet, was a pair of red lacy underwear. Those were definitely not mine. I ran to the hall bathroom and made it to the toilet just in time, after rinsing my mouth out I went back to the bedroom. Jason was standing there with his suit in his hand staring at the panties on the floor. When I stepped in his eyes shot to mine. “Don’t freak out, it’s not what you think,” he said. “So you haven’t been having an affair?” “God, no baby,” he said, dropping his suit on the bed. Finding out that the suspicions you had about your cheating husband is true was devastating. The signs that Isha's husband was cheating were all there. But she didn't want to believe it. Until at an awards ceremony in front of everyone her husband's mistress kissed him and he serves Isha with divorce papers. "You don't contribute anything to my career, you're just a house wife. She can make me rich with the people she knows and her father's connections. Sign the papers."