Then I suddenly remembered a conversation I had with my mom.
"Derrick has been behaving quite well lately," my mother said. "I haven't heard any rumors about him messing around."
I smiled, "That's because I'm a good wife."
I not only took care of the kids at home but also often accompanied Derrick to business events. Among the wives, I was poised and appropriate, always saying the right things.
Although I wasn't big on socializing, I still had a place in the wives' social circle. Thanks to my efforts, Derrick's business was booming.
A business partner once commented, "The reason I chose to work with you is because you're the only successful man who goes to those places and stays faithful."
I learned about it through the man's wife and shared this story with my mom as a joke.
My mother asked, "What's your plan?"
I nestled against her chest. "I can't forget what he said to me in the hospital."
She patted my shoulder. "I know it's hard for you to get over it, but you need to look
