When Betrayal Burns: A Husband’s Revenge
arted dating. My sister, Sarah, had b
said, grabbing my arm. "She' s beautiful,
a kind of detached amusement. Her job at a high-powered marketing firm was everything to her. People were just pieces on a board.
was "girls' night" every other night. They went shopping, they got th
out the door, both of them dressed up. "You two spend
m through Olivia' s. "That' s because
ed her jeans and sweaters for silk blouses and designer dresses. Her perfume changed to somet
red dollars here for a brunch, five hundred there for a handbag. I started to feel a constant,
e could talk some sense into Olivia. "Hey, do you t
ntment. "Ethan, you' re her husband. A man' s job is to provide. Are you telling m
ade me feel small, inadequate. So
n the kitchen, she' d stiffen. When I reached for her in bed, she' d roll over, murmuring
d me. "Hey, man, this is weird, but were
most expensive restaurants in th
She was with some older guy, gray hair,
ld. "Are you s
e it was a business lunch or
fronted Olivia that night. Her face crumpled,
than? I was with Sarah! We ha
I felt like a monster. I did call Sar
e your own wife of something so horrible based on some gossip.
her and told her I was sorry, that I was just stressed and stupid. I buried the doubt,
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