Found Lace Lingerie in My Husband’s Gym Bag

Summary

At the very bottom of his leather gym bag, buried beneath the dirty towels, I found a strip of pink lace.

I held the thin string, which was embellished with cheap pink sequins, and let it dangle right in front of Conrad’s face.

"Care to explain what this is?"

He didn’t even blink. "It’s a promotional giveaway from the tennis club. I must have grabbed the wrong bag by mistake. Stop being so paranoid."

A second later, his phone rang from an unknown number.

I pressed the speaker button before he could reach it. A woman’s voice filtered through the line, dripping with mockery.