My Husband’s Mistress Came to His Hospital Room Furious

change the channel.”

Valerie looked at her then.

Diane’s face tightened. She had expected fear, maybe. Shame. Some collapsed little wife performance.

Valerie gave her a polite nod.

“Diane.”

The woman flinched at hearing her name from Valerie’s mouth.

Good.

“I suppose,” Diane said, “you’re enjoying this.”

“No.”

“Liar.”

Valerie pulled the guest chair closer to continue reading …