#Chapter 40

-Split

Emma's POV

You've got to be kidding me. This can't be happening. Is he cheating on me? When did this start? I asked myself as I looked at the panties disgracefully.

I tapped my left foot impatiently as I waited for him to come out the shower. My arms were folded on my chest and there wasn't anymore niceness left in me.

"What's this?" I asked him as he came out of the shower wrapped in his towel with another one drying his hair.

He gazed down to the floor where the underwear lay. "We're not having sex, Emma, so pick up your underwear," he said and...