No More Playing The Fool
Language: en
After Betty gave birth, the charade finally dropped. She stopped hiding it, brazenly bringing other men into our marital bed. When I caught her, there wasn't a flicker of shame in her eyes. Instead, she leaned against the doorframe, a mocking smirk playing on her lips, utterly unburdened by guilt. "The baby is already born, Cole. What exactly are you going to threaten me with this time?" The friends lingering in the hallway all turned their eyes to me, holding their breath, waiting for the explosive, glass-shattering meltdown I used to have. But this time, I didn't scream. I didn't throw…