His Work Wife Read Free

proof before you take your next step.”
    “You’re right,” I mumbled as I wiped my tears away. “I have to be prepared. But Jani?”
    “Hmm?”
    “What am I gonna do if he IS cheating on me?” I asked her.
    “You know what? We’ll cross that bridge when we get to it. What about mom? Have you told her what’s going on?” Jani asked.
    “Girl, now you know I can’t tell that Cora this mess right now! I will REALLY be in tears,” I answered as we both laughed.
    “Well, Presley, I can’t pretend to know what you’re going through, but I can tell you this… you are gonna have to stay prayed up. If Ty is in fact having an affair, the pain and suffering you will endure will not go away overnight,” she pointed out.
    I thought about what she said. If Ty was having an affair, I was going to have to consider my babies. It would be a very delicate situation. I had a bad temper and a fucked up attitude to go with it. People could get hurt messing with me, so I was asking for forgiveness in advance because I was a work in progress. Anyone who didn’t understand could kiss my ass… ALL of it!
    “Helloooo? Sis, did you hear me?” she asked.
    “Oh… yeah,” I said as I came back to life. “You sho’ right, but I forgot; I need to get Darren and Tyler from the daycare. I’ll call ya later.”
    “Okay, sissy. Bye.”
    We hung up.
    Ty continued to work late every night and on weekends, but this one particular Saturday, he said he had to work. It didn’t sit well with my left and right spirit. Immediately, I felt out of sorts. I couldn’t explain it, I just did.  However, it was just another feeling, so I left it alone.
    Like any average day, I waited for Ty to call me on his lunch break and he did. Just like clockwork at four fifteen and six fifteen, but something was different. I didn’t hear the day-to-day commotion of co-workers nearby.   The silence that greeted me was so much louder.
    Tyrone kept talking to me as if I hadn’t noticed he was alone wherever he was. Again, I tried not to say anything, but I couldn’t fake the funk, not when I was upset. I had to unleash.
    “Soooo… where the hell are you?” I blasted.
    “Whatchu talkin’ about? I’m at work!” Ty responded angrily.
    “Muthafucka, you must think I’m dumber than a box of bricks! I know yo’ ass ain’t at work! So I’mma ask you again, where the fuck are you? Or, do I need to drive up there?!”
    Ty popped his lips in frustration. “Man, Presley, don’t start that shit! You don’t hear shit because it ain’t that many people here today. It’s Saturday! Remember?”
    I guess he had a point or maybe, I just really wanted to believe anything other than what I was feeling. I didn’t force the conversation because honestly, I didn’t know what else to say. The silence became imminent to me.
    Ty finally interrupted my thoughts with his funky ass attitude. “Hello? What, you just gonna sit and hold the phone? If so, I gotta go because my break is almost over.”
    “Yeah, well, have fun doing whatever the fuck you might be doing!” I blurted as I slammed the phone down as hard as physically possible.
    The following week, I noticed an unopened payroll stub sitting on Ty’s dresser. I thought it was odd that he had not opened it yet. Ty was very meticulous about his earnings, and every week he opened his stubs to guarantee they were correct according to his own calculations.  I had to question what was different about this one stub. Was there something he didn’t want me to see?  I had that uneasy feeling again.  I struggled with not opening the envelope, but my curiosity got the best of me again.  Tyrone had deceived me yet again. Upon opening the envelope, I noticed there were no overtime hours. Not even for that Saturday he claimed he worked.  I was livid! Where had he been?
    Of course, I confronted Ty again, which seemed to be the norm for us lately. After a few desperate lies, he finally admitted to attending a block