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Oh, god. Thanks, babe. What would I do without you?” He kissed her cheek and took the wallet. \u201cSorry for the rushed morning, but I’ll try to finish early so we can spend quality time together later\u2026”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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After Amanda saw Alex off, she finished some chores and then slumped on the sofa for a break. She was watching TV when Amanda heard Alex’s ringtone coming from somewhere close by. Amanda looked under the sofa cushion and found Alex’s phone.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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The caller ID showed an unknown number. Amanda was about to answer the call when it went to voicemail. A little boy’s voice came through the device:<\/p>\n

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Hi, Dad! I know you must be on your way already, but I wanted to say I’m waiting for you! Please come soon!”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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“Dad?” A chill ran down Amanda’s spine as she repeated the word.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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Amanda couldn\u2019t call the unknown number back because she didn\u2019t know the password to unlock Alex\u2019s phone. Her heart sank as she began to suspect Alex had cheated on her. She called Alex’s assistant, Jerry, hoping to ease the worries in her heart and mind.<\/p>\n

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Hello, Jerry,” she said. “This is Amanda. Has Mr. Gibbs has arrived yet?”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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“I think there’s some misunderstanding here, Mrs. Gibbs,\u201d Jerry replied.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u201cMr. Gibbs isn\u2019t here today. I\u2019m filling in for him at the meetings.”<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<\/div>\n

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Amanda’s heart dropped, but she maintained her composure. As the call ended, she buried her face in her palms. Amanda loved Alex. She wanted to trust him, but the boy who\u2019d called and Alex\u2019s absence from work both suggested he\u2019d been lying to her.<\/p>\n

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Suddenly, Amanda heard car tires on the gravel outside the house. The front door clicked open, and Alex rushed in, asking if she\u2019d seen his phone.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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Amanda’s blood was boiling. She wanted to confront him right then and there, but she knew he\u2019d come up with a quick lie and get alert if he was really cheating on her. Instead, she rose from the sofa and smiled at him while hiding his phone.<\/p>\n

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I’ll check the bedroom!” Amanda said.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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She quickly disappeared to their bedroom and returned seconds later, pretending she\u2019d found the phone there. Alex thanked her and immediately rushed out again. Amanda walked him to his car and sneakily dropped her fitness band with activated GPS into the car door pocket.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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Amanda waved goodbye, waited a few moments, then followed Alex.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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At first, Alex followed his usual route to the office. Amanda felt awful for doubting him until he suddenly turned in the opposite direction. Twenty minutes later, Alex parked outside a modest house in a town fifteen miles from their home.<\/p>\n

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Amanda pulled over. She watched Alex retrieve a gift box from his trunk and enter the house. Her eyes bulged in horror when Alex returned with a little boy in his arms.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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Alex marched to the neighboring house, unlocked the door, and entered with the boy. Amanda snuck closer and peeped through the living room windows. Her stomach knotted as she watched Alex scoop the boy in his arms and kiss him on the cheek.<\/p>\n

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“What\u2019s going on, Alex? Who is this child?” Amanda yelled as she barged inside to confront her husband.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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“Daddy, who\u2019s she?” The boy asked while Alex stared at her in shock.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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Amanda glared at them.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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“Why is this boy calling you Daddy, Alex? I saw everything, so you better not lie!”<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<\/div>\n

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Alex sent the boy, Caleb, into another room and turned to face Amanda.<\/p>\n

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He\u2019s my son, Amanda,” Alex admitted. “I should have told you before, but…I was scared. I have a second family. Caleb was with a neighbor while his mom was at work.”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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“Wow\u2026” she said after a brief pause, trying not to choke on her tears. “So this is the important meeting you were talking about? How long has it been going on for, Alex? The boy looked old so\u2026”<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n

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Oh, god. Thanks, babe. What would I do without you?” He kissed her cheek and took the wallet. \u201cSorry for the rushed morning, but I’ll try to finish early so we can spend quality time together later\u2026” After Amanda saw Alex off, she finished some chores and then slumped on the sofa for a break….<\/p>\n

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