I caught my husband texting with his coworker

my husband rounds on me.

“What the hell was that?”

I stand tall. “That was the consequence of your actions.”

He glares. “You humiliated me.”

“You humiliated yourself,” I snap. “I just put a spotlight on it.”

His jaw clenches, hands balled into fists. “We were just talking.”

I laugh again. I can’t help it. “You were just talking? While I was home with the continue reading …