A Wife’s Bitter Betrayal

I got off work early and walked into the living room, only to find my wife lounging lazily on the couch.

And next to her? Some random dude I didn't recognize.

"Babe, you know I'm obsessed with that sweet, milky smell," he said, sipping away like it was the best thing he'd ever tasted.

That was it—I completely lost it.

Meanwhile, our baby was in the corner, crying her lungs out, hungry and ignored.

I didn't even think twice. I grabbed the broom by the door and stormed in, ready to raise hell.