I never imagined I’d question my husband’s loyalty, but after two months away for work, a call from my neighbor, Mrs. Johnson, set off alarm bells. “There’s a woman staying in your house with David,” she said. Alarmed, I rushed home, prepared for a confrontation.
To my shock, I found two strangers in our bed, not my husband and a mistress. “Who are you?” I demanded. They explained they were renting the house from David, who’d moved in with his parents. When David arrived, he revealed he was renting out the house to save money for a surprise anniversary gift.
Embarrassed, I apologized to the tenants and helped clean up the mess. David confessed he wanted to take me to Paris, but we agreed we needed better communication. Despite the chaos, we laughed, hugged, and promised to handle things better. As David said, “At least we’ll have a story to tell at parties.”
Lesson learned: next time, ask before assuming.
