$3,000 Expense, $30 Million Reimbursement
Language: en
After we married, Alan Shawn developed a system. Before he took a new lover, he’d send me a single number. It was his countdown. The number of months he’d amuse himself with his new conquest. He had a thirst for novelty, and three months was usually his limit. But a year had passed since his last text. The new girl, Minnie, had grown bold, spoiled by his prolonged attention. She had the audacity to show up at our estate, to challenge me. "Do you know what Alan loves about me?" I stroked the Persian cat nestled in my lap, not even bothering to lift my eyes. "He loves that I'm wild," she…