Ariella's eyes filled with rage as she pointed at me. "Xavier, is this your idea of 'nothing happened'? You liar! I'm divorcing you!"
I was completely stunned.
I never expected things to turn out this way.
Last night, I went out drinking with friends, and Chloe suddenly showed up with her boyfriend.
Her boyfriend, Vincent, is from the northeast and has a bold personality. The two of them sat down and had a few drinks with us.
After that, I don't remember anything.
I've been drunk before, but I've never blacked out like this.
I asked Chloe, but she just cried and said she didn't know anything.
Feeling helpless, I called one of the friends I drank with last night.
"You were pretty drunk last night. She said your wife would come pick you up later, so we left.
"Her boyfriend wanted to stay, but he got a call and had to leave for something urgent."
From what I heard, Chloe was sober at the time.
But how did we end up in a hotel bed together?
I wasn't so full of myself to think she was interested in me or had set me up on purpose.
Besides, I'd heard she and her boyfriend were about to get married. There was no reason for her to complicate things now.
My friend, noticing all my questions, asked curiously, "Why are you asking all this now? Did something happen?"
I couldn't exactly admit that I'd hooked up with my wife's best friend after drinking.
Awkwardly, I replied, "No reason, just asking."
The most important thing now was figuring out how to stop my wife from wanting a divorce.
We'd only been married for less than a year, and I thought we were perfectly in sync in every aspect of life. I didn't want to lose her.
As soon as I got to the front door, I saw all my clothes had been thrown outside.
I took a deep breath and rang the doorbell, mentally preparing for the yelling.
The door opened.
Ariella saw me, and she was angry.
She pointed to the pile of clothes on the ground and said, "I've packed your stuff. Take it and get out. I don't want to see you."
I pulled a long face. "Babe, I swear I was just drunk last night. I don't know how things got this way. Please, just give me one more chance.
"I'll do anything if you can forgive me. We've been married a year. You know what kind of man I am. I'm not the type to be unfaithful.
"Chloe's your best friend. Even if you don't believe me, you should trust her, right?"