Accidentally Yours, My Super Rich Second Husband-Chapter 227: A Truth He Didn’t Want to Know
Kai sat in his office, staring blankly at the city skyline outside the massive glass windows. The sun hung high, casting golden light over the towering buildings, but to him, everything felt dull, lifeless. It had been a week since he married Adalaine. Seven days of what should have been wedded bliss, yet there was no joy, no warmth in his heart. He should have been happy. He should have been reveling in the fact that he finally got what he wanted.
But instead, his mind kept drifting back to someone else. Delphinia.
It was laughable, really. He was a married man, and yet the image of his ex-wife kept haunting him like a ghost refusing to be exorcized. The worst part? It wasn’t just any memory of her that plagued him.
No.
It was the sight of her on his wedding day. The way she had looked—her glowing skin, her full lips, the confidence in her eyes. When had she become so breathtaking? And why the hell had he only just realized it?
His grip on the armrest of his chair tightened as he thought about that day. He hadn’t expected to see her. Hadn’t expected to feel the jolt of something unrecognizable coil in his chest at the sight of her. And worse—so much worse—was the way she had stood beside Evander Walton.
Evander freaking Walton.
Kai clenched his jaw. His nails dug into the leather as he recalled how casually Evander had placed his hand on her waist, as if claiming what should have belonged to Kai. It made his stomach twist, his blood boil. That should have been him. He should have been the one with his hand on her waist, the one leading her through a crowd like she was the most precious thing in the world. Not Evander.
The thought sent a fresh wave of rage through him. Why did it bother him so much? Why now, after everything, did Delphinia consume his thoughts?
Kai ran a hand through his hair, exhaling sharply as he leaned back against the chair, staring at the floor. His fists were still clenched, muscles tense as if he could physically push the anger out of him.
Delphinia. Damn it.
He cursed under his breath and shut his eyes. Focus, Kai, he told himself. You’ve got Adalaine now.
That thought should’ve been a comfort. It should’ve settled him. But the moment his mind shifted to his wife, an uneasy knot formed deep in his chest, a feeling he couldn’t quite name. He swallowed hard, trying to shake it off.
Why is this bothering me?
A sudden knock on his office door snapped him from his spiraling thoughts. Kai inhaled sharply, forcing the scowl from his face before answering, "Come in."
His secretary stepped inside. "Mr. Robinson, there is someone here to see you. His name is Mr. Bailey."
Kai straightened. "Send him in. Quickly."
The secretary nodded before disappearing down the hall. A moment later, a tall man entered the office, his movements casual but precise. Mr. Bailey, a private investigator Kai had hired days ago, closed the door behind him before greeting, "Mr. Robinson."
Kai leaned forward, his fingers steepled on the desk. "You have something for me?"
Bailey smirked. "Of course. I wouldn’t be here otherwise." He reached into his leather bag and pulled out a thick envelope before sliding it across the desk. "Just as you asked, I’ve been following her for the past few days. This is everything I gathered."
Kai took the envelope, his hands uncharacteristically stiff. He exhaled before peeling it open, his eyes scanning the contents. His breath hitched.
Photographs. Dozens of them.
Each one was like a knife to the gut.
Adalaine. With other men. Not just one. Multiple. Different locations. Different nights. The woman he had married—the woman he had chosen over Delphinia—was exactly what Delphinia had accused her of being.
A cheater. A liar. A wh*re.
His breath came in short bursts, and his vision blurred with anger and disbelief. Adalaine had been lying to him all this time. No, not just lying—cheating. 𝗳𝚛𝚎𝚎𝘄𝕖𝕓𝕟𝕠𝚟𝚎𝕝.𝗰𝕠𝐦
But it wasn’t just the men in the photos that made his blood run cold. No. The worst part, the thing that twisted his stomach into knots, was that the men weren’t strangers. They weren’t random guys she’d met at a bar or somewhere out of the blue. They were his friends.
People he had trusted. People he’d had in his house, shared meals with, laughed with. These were the same bastards who’d been in his corner, in his life, pretending to care. They had known. They had all known what was happening behind his back, and still, they had stood by him, looked him in the eye, shared drinks with him, while they were all sleeping with his wife.
His throat tightened, a dry burn creeping up from the pit of his stomach. How dare they? How dare she? How could she look him in the face, say she loved him, and then go behind his back with these men—men who had sworn loyalty to him? Was this some sick joke? Were they laughing at him? Laughing at the idea that he was too stupid to see what was going on?
His grip on the photos tightened. The words Delphinia had spoken to him that day rang in his ears, taunting him, ridiculing him.
"Adalaine’s been busy, hasn’t she? Sleeping around with half your friends. Wouldn’t want to catch something nasty, would you?"
His throat felt dry.
How had he been so blind?
His fingers curled into his hair, frustration and anger building like a storm inside him. He had thrown away Delphinia for this? For a woman who had never been loyal to him, who had never truly been his? The thought made his stomach churn with disgust.
Bailey watched him with a knowing expression but said nothing. He had done his job, and the evidence spoke for itself.
Kai let out a bitter laugh, the sound hollow. "Get out," he muttered.
Bailey didn’t hesitate. He simply nodded and walked out, leaving Kai alone with the mess he had created for himself.
The moment the door shut behind him, Kai slammed his fist onto the desk. Papers scattered, the sound echoing in the cold silence of his office. His vision blurred with fury and self-loathing.
He had lost Delphinia.
And for what?
For nothing.
