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Our entire clan was set to embark on a group holiday, but when Mallory, my spouse's longtime companion, caught wind of our plans, she begged to tag along. Without hesitation, Henry revoked my flight reservation and handed it to her instead, leaving me with a cramped seat on a 36-hour train journey.
I glanced at my husband's parents, and to my astonishment, they all backed his choice. So, I reluctantly accepted the arrangement—I took the train ticket and headed westward. I ended up staying away for a quarter of a year, throwing the whole family into disarray.

Betrayed by Love, A 36-Hour Train Ride to Redemption

As soon as they exited, I promptly closed and secured the bedroom door. I swapped out all the bedding, put on headphones, and promptly fell asleep.


Come morning, Henry approached me, livid. "What was that about last night? I knocked forever, but you didn't answer! You woke Mom and Dad up! You did that intentionally, didn't you?"


With a smirk, I replied flatly, "Indeed, it was deliberate. I figured I'd give you and Mallory some alone time. You should be grateful."


Henry looked frustrated upon hearing this. "Are you crazy, Camille? Why would I share a bed with Mallory? You're my spouse!"


"Oh, so you haven't forgotten about our marriage? I assumed Mallory's return would push me aside," I remarked sarcastically.


Just then, Mallory intervened, attempting to ease the tension. "Please, don't quarrel over me. We're about to vacation; let's not dampen the mood. I'd feel awful if I caused any friction."


Henry turned to me. "See how considerate Mallory is—unlike your childish behavior!"


My mother-in-law joined in. "Camille, your attitude is worsening. Shutting out your husband? It's unacceptable, but we'll let it slide this time since we're traveling."


Then my father-in-law chimed in. "This is what happens when someone's pampered. A husband should lead the family, yet she locked him out! It's shameful! Such a daughter-in-law needs discipline to straighten her out!"


Nicole chuckled. "Sis, with that temper, my brother might just leave you someday."


I caught Mallory watching me with a conceited, victorious expression.


Henry, without defending me, dragged all the suitcases in front of me and said, "Come on, we need to hurry to catch our flight. Let's go."


My mother-in-law handed over the bags. "Camille, handle our luggage. You're taking the train, so it'll be easier for you to manage everything. This way, we avoid airport weight restrictions."


Looking at the eight massive suitcases, each weighing over 50 pounds, I smiled. "Of course, you all go ahead; I'll follow later."


After they left, I immediately phoned a waste disposal company.


When they arrived, the worker looked puzzled. "Are you certain you want to dispose of these? They seem fine. What's inside?"


"Just garments and miscellaneous items. Nothing valuable. If you find anything useful, keep it; otherwise, feel free to trash it," I said dismissively.


After paying the disposal fee, they took away all eight suitcases. Then I contacted my attorney to prepare divorce papers. Lastly, I reserved a first-class sleeper for a solo journey.


Shortly after I settled in, Henry called.


"Camille, the hotel can't find our booking. Can you forward me the reservation details?"


"Oh, I nearly forgot to mention—I canceled it," I replied casually.


Hearing this, Henry exploded, "Why on earth would you do that? Where are we supposed to stay tonight?"


"Camille, have you lost your mind? Why would you cancel our reservation?" he yelled furiously.


"Really, Henry? You're vacationing with your childhood flame, and you still expect your wife to manage hotel bookings? What would your coworkers and superiors think if they knew?" I shot back irritably.


Chapter 3