I don’t know you.
Do not text me again.
It didn’t prove everything, so I checked his messages with Margaret, my mother-in-law.
Tessa’s name appeared repeatedly.
Tessa brought my groceries.
Tessa fixed my gutters.
Such a sweet girl, Roy. She’s the only one who makes time for me.
Margaret had never liked me and often complained that Roy visited less after our marriage. He always avoided confronting her.
Now I wondered: was Roy hiding something, or was Tessa using his mother to manipulate him?I found Roy in the surgical lounge and told him everything. His face filled with horror.
“She came to your office? Vanessa, I swear I never touched her.”
He explained that Tessa had been texting him for weeks, claiming he was the father. He’d repeatedly denied knowing her and told her to stop.
“Why didn’t you tell me?”
“I thought she’d eventually stop. She threatened to turn Mom against me. I was afraid of another family war. I’m sorry.”
