My Husband Put Sunscreen on His Female Best Friend, So I Divorced Him

I was seven months pregnant when my husband's female buddy invited us to a beach party.

The sun was blazing by the sea, so I sat quietly under a parasol, scrolling through my phone.

Suddenly, his female buddy came over and threw her arms around my husband. "Hurry up and put sunscreen on your dad!"

"This time, don't just put it on my chest! I don't want to wake up tomorrow with some parts dark and others pale!"

I thought I'd misheard her.

The next second, my husband picked up the sunscreen and started rubbing it onto her. "You're already dark. I'm just brightening you up!"

His female buddy angrily slapped his shoulder. "Mind your own business! Last time, you even said my feet had gotten darker!"

The other guys all whistled when they heard that.

Only when he was rubbing sunscreen into the hollow of her waist did my husband glance at me, almost instinctively.

But his female buddy grabbed his hand. "Oh, don't worry, sis-in-law. He's touched this spot plenty of times. He's used to it by now!"

"It's just sunscreen. You don't have to get jealous over nothing, do you?"

I gave a cold laugh and turned to book a divorce appointment.

I won't get jealous, but you two are going to get a taste of my slap, whether you like it or not!