Ex-husband’s Regret

"That really does look like them!"

Following my gaze, Jane also saw the resemblance and got excited. "Let's go!"

She unbuckled her seatbelt and quickly got out of the car.

I followed closely behind as we rushed into the hotel lobby.

But where were they?

We had to approach the hotel receptionist. Jane softened her voice, "Miss, the man and woman who just entered, are they significantly different in age?"

Jane was pretty and smiled disarmingly, making people let their guard down easily.

One of the younger receptionists fell into her trap. "They seem quite different in age..."

"Different how? Your head looks a little different to me."

The more experienced receptionist cut her off. She looked over and said, "I'm sorry, but we can't disclose any information about our guests."

"That old man looks like my dad!"

Jane's mind raced, tears in her eyes as she continued passionately, "My mom helped him to start his business from nothing, endured so much hardship, and now that he's made some money, he's actually dating a mistress behind my mom's back!"

I was stunned by her ability to fabricate such a story, but the young receptionist was indignant, "That's too much! What a scumbag!"

Jane knew she couldn't sway them here and turned to the other receptionist, gripping her arm, "Miss, just tell me, were the man and woman who just entered named John Frost and Jessica Frost?"

"No."

The receptionist heard the names and gave a precise reply. "Alright, young lady, can you rest assured now? You probably mistook them."

It didn't sound like a lie.

Jane glanced at me, and I shook my head. "I don't think we made a mistake."

Although Jessica wasn't wearing the outfit she had on during the day at the hospital, it was a style I vaguely recognized.

It should be something she had worn before.

And my father-in-law always dressed in his trademark trendy style.

Even if we made a mistake, it wouldn't be both of us.

Jane took out her phone, and I guessed what she wanted to do. I intervened, pulling her away. "It's no use. Reporting them for prostitution won't work. Even if the police come and find them in the same room, it won't prove anything."

They were father and daughter in name.

My father-in-law had always doted on Jessica. As long as it wasn't caught in the act, they could come up with any excuse to not only clear themselves but also turn the tables.

Once in the car, I called Gary. He answered quickly, "Mrs. Frost."

"Gary, are you at the hospital? Can you check if Jessica is there?"

"She's not here," Gary replied promptly. "She left about an hour ago. Is something wrong?"

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I hung up, more certain now. "We definitely didn't make a mistake. That person was Jessica and my father -in-law."

Jane thought for a moment. "So... should we wait here to see if they come out?"

"No need."

I vetoed without hesitation, "Let's go drink."

"Why?"

"They didn't even use their own identities when booking the room." Glancing at the time, I continued, "It's almost nightlife hours, and this is a five-star hotel. It's easy to run into acquaintances. They won't come out together like earlier."

I had to admit, they were cautious.

No wonder... their relationship hadn't been discovered for so long.

Jane agreed upon reflection, starting the car with a grin. "I knew it. Last time I saw them at the shopping center, something felt off. Where do you ever see a stepfather and stepdaughter so... intimate? Turns out that he's having an affair with both the mother and daughter."

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