After 42 years of marriage, my husband asked for a divorce for another woman—until a message on his smartwatch exposed the truth behind everything.

hospital, Ed was stable by dawn, but I didn’t relax.

I sat beside his bed with Megan’s folder in my lap and read every page twice.

Ed’s eyes opened while the room was still gray.

“Marilyn?”

I held up the folder. “Do you know what she brought to your apartment?”

His face changed. “Where is Megan?”