My husband tried to kick me out with his mistress, but an hour later, he was the one left homeless

My marriage to Logan was already strained by our struggle to conceive, but everything collapsed the night he chose his mistress over me. We married young and once looked perfect together, yet over time he drifted away, living more at the gym than at home. I blamed myself, convinced my inability to get pregnant pushed him away, and slowly lost confidence in who I was.

One evening, while he claimed he’d be late again, I met a friend at a pub to escape the stress. For a while I laughed and felt normal — until her expression froze. She leaned in and whispered that the man behind us looked like Logan.