Pamela had a great idea to streamline the flow of documents. Pamela is brilliant. Pamela stays late to work overtime. Now it was clear what they were streamlining after work.
Emily felt a wave of nausea, not from morning sickness, but from the crushing weight of betrayal. Five years of marriage, one son, and another child on the way. Twelve weeks along. Did all that mean so little to Ethan?
She wanted to approach them, make a scene, demand an explanation, but something stopped her. Perhaps it was her survival instinct, or her professional discipline to gather all the information before acting.
Emily moved slowly, hiding behind other passengers, close enough to her husband and his mistress to hear their conversation.
“Soon everything will be settled,” Ethan was saying as he stroked Pamela’s cheek. “In court, we will get everything down to the last dime.”
“What if she suspects something?” Pamela’s voice sounded worried.
“Emily is too trusting. She is a doctor, not a lawyer. She does not understand the complexities of estate law.” Ethan smirked dismissively. “Besides, she is pregnant now. Emotionally unstable. Even if she understood something, who would believe her?”