The Regret of That Year
Language: en
On our wedding anniversary, I unexpectedly found a pair of provocative lingerie in my wife's car. Seething with anger, I drove directly to her law firm. As I approached the lounge, I overheard her conversation with her colleagues. "Ms. Shaw always seems so buttoned-up, I never expected her to be so wild in private," a male voice teased. Another person chimed in, "Didn't you know? Ms. Shaw and her childhood friend signed an agreement. As long as he's not married, she has to help him with his 'needs'." "Poor Noah Vance, he still thinks Ms. Shaw is frigid," someone laughed. My wife took a…