My wife's secrets

chapter 20

"Spit it." He said almost irritated and at the same time wanting to know what she had to tell me. What more secrets had she found? He could hear her shuffle where she sat and let out a sigh before saying anything.

"For the past year, she had always left the company at noon for two hours," Susan told him, he thought for a second walking behind his desk which was purely a glass wall, and he stared at the other buildings and cars zooming off. His wife never told him she did that because she always told him when she had breaks at work yet she hid this from him, a frown formed on his lips as this had enticed his suspicions more.

"I'm quite sure you had no idea about this," Susan mumbled as she felt awkward in the silence on the phone, Chris pulled a cigarette from his pocket and lit it, took a whiff of it, and gazed into space, he was sure she was with that bastard manager of hers.

"If you have more information as to where she goes do tell me," Chris told Susan as he shut his eyes looking