Chapter 6

On December 23rd, I was ready to leave with my suitcase when Eric just stood there not moving.

I urged him: "Hurry up, we need to queue for security checks at the airport."

That's when he finally told me he'd lost his ID.

"Not sure when I lost it, but I can't find it anywhere."

"Let's just drive back instead."

I put down my suitcase and stared at him expressionlessly.

He avoided my gaze, looking guilty.

After sharing a bed for over five years, how could I not know what he was up to?

But the flight was leaving in an hour, and it would take about 30 minutes to drive from our place to the airport. There definitely wasn't time to get a temporary ID.

And that's not even counting traffic jams and queuing time.

I said coldly: "You did this on purpose, didn't you? You're that desperate to drive back?"

He gave up the act and sat down, dangling the car keys: "We have a car, why not use it? Everyone in the neighborhood envies my Mercedes. It'll be convenient for visiting relatives during the holiday too."

I was about to explode when my phone rang.

Sophia's family was already waiting downstairs, urging us to hurry up and leave.

Looking at my shameless husband, I felt utterly disappointed in this family.

Eric grabbed the suitcase and pushed me towards the door: "Let's go, we'll hit traffic if we wait any longer."

Once in the car, Sophia apologized and voluntarily offered another $50 for gas.

Seeing my sour expression, she even bought me an energy drink.

"I'm really sorry, sis. We just couldn't get tickets."

Her husband snorted and plopped down, immediately starting to scroll through TikTok.

That's when I realized that after our big fight, she'd found out all the tickets were sold out.

She'd tried several scalpers but couldn't score any.

She even looked into rideshares, but when people heard it was a family of three with lots of luggage, they quoted her a private car price.

She balked at the cost and crawled back to ask me for a ride.

I was furious at how these siblings had manipulated me, just praying nothing else would go wrong on the trip.

Next time this happens, I swear I'll sell the car. Then no one can covet it.

We soon got on the highway, and Sophia's son started whining in the backseat.

"Mommy, I need to pee! I need to pee!"