I Saved My Cheating Husband's Life,Then He Destroyed MineChapter 1

The same year Louis Farley cheated on me, he was diagnosed with leukemia.

His mistress fled. I said nothing, donated my stem cells, and nursed him through every humiliating day of his recovery.

The day Louis was discharged, I told him I wanted a divorce.

He got on his knees and begged me for one more chance. Swore he'd never betray me again.

I caved.

While we were trying for a baby, we booked a couples' suite at a hotel for a romantic night. I woke up halfway through to an empty pillow.

I found him in the room next door, wearing a bathrobe, holding the same woman he'd sworn was out of his life.

Louis calmly let go of her and offered his explanation:

"I went downstairs to grab the food delivery. Came back and walked into the wrong room by mistake. Nothing happened between me and Kathy. Don't overthink it."

I didn't believe him. I demanded they both take a DNA test.

His expression darkened. He scooped me up, carried me back to our room, and kept me in bed three rounds straight.

He bit my earlobe and whispered: