She had also been planning a weekend trip with him to visit her parents.
They believed Tucker was preparing to move in with her during the summer.
I looked at my husband.
“You’re moving in with her?”
Tucker said nothing.
“Were you planning to tell me before or after you packed your things?”
“Lauren, everything happened so quickly.”
I couldn’t believe what I was hearing.
Almost a year of deception, and he was pretending it had been an unexpected accident.
Emily stepped away from him.
“You said your divorce was final,” she whispered.
Tucker reached toward her.
“Emily, I can explain.”
She backed away.
“Don’t.”
For a moment, I actually felt sorry for her.
She hadn’t known about me.
At least, judging from her reaction, she hadn’t.
She was pregnant and had just discovered that the man she expected to build a family with was already married.
