“ you f*****g bastard!” I screamed at my husband Danny,angry tears filled my eyes,as I stared at betrayal that laid infront of me, he had been nonchalant and distant for a few months now,and everytime I spoke to him he always said it was work,he had a “new project”,he needs space,he is just tired…”
And I always believed his shitty excuses,I walked into his work place,bringing him lunch and some documents he said he needed for his “meeting” today..I mean if it was so important why did he leave it?
He wasn’t picking up ,so I thought to bring him some lunch,I greeted his co workers,who all gave me some kind of look,looks I couldn’t explain..seemed like pity..some guilt..
My husband secretary wasn’t. At his desk,he never really liked me much for some reason,he always greeted curtly and jus
