I looked back at my husband who was angrily sipping the glass of wine. I didn’t know what to say.
“Are you okay Patrick?” I whispered when I sat beside him.
“This was meant to be my opportunity to have anything that I wanted but it’s not going to be, this was meant to be my opportunity to achieve everything I have told you about and now he has asked you to work for him and we will be sharing the spotlight.” He said.
“I never wanted this job, I can make up an excuse, maybe tell him I am sick or something,” I whispered against my breath, I didn’t want to fight, especially when I knew all of this was my fault and I was the only reason my husband was unhappy when I knew I should have been a better wife to him.
I looked away from him because I did not understand how he felt about things.
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