I Picked up My 5-Year-Old from Kindergarten When She Suddenly Said, ‘Daddy, Why Didn’t the New Daddy Pick Me up like He Usually Does?’

They just stared at me like deer caught in headlights. Then I walked straight up to Ben, and my voice came out lower and colder than I’d ever heard it.

“What the hell are you doing with my wife? And what gives you the right to tell my daughter to call you her dad?”

Ben looked at the floor.

Didn’t say a word.

Sophia’s face went pale. “Ben… what did you say to her?”

I turned to her, shaking my head.

“Don’t act like you didn’t know. You sent him to pick her up from school every day. You let him spend time with her.

Take her to the zoo. Come to our house when I’m at work. And now I find out you’re sleeping with him?”

“Josh, please…” She started crying.

“I didn’t know he told her to call him that. I swear I didn’t. This isn’t what it looks like…”

“Don’t.” I held up my hand.

“Don’t insult my intelligence with that line. It’s exactly what it looks like. You’re having an affair with your secretary and using our daughter as cover.”

She kept talking, words spilling out faster.

Something about losing control. Something about it being a mistake, about feeling overwhelmed, about me never being around. All the usual excuses.

Meanwhile, Ben just stood there like he was watching some drama on TV.

I looked at him. “You know what the worst part is? You made my daughter complicit in this.

You used her. A five-year-old child. What kind of person does that?”

Sophia reached for my arm.

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