
44 Affairs LaterMy father was hit by a car. When I found the perpetrator, my wife, Jessie Ford, stepped out of the passenger seat with her clothes in disarray.
I stayed at the hospital to care for my father, yet Jessie stayed with the perpetrator at the police station while he was being questioned.
I refused to settle the case, and she picked up a thermos and struck my head. “He’s a lawyer. Do you want to ruin his career? What are you trying to do?”
I calmly wiped the blood from my forehead and looked at Jessie, who stood there flustered and slow to understand the situation.
This was not Jessie’s first affair, but it was the most serious one.
I suddenly remembered the fifth year of our marriage when she grinned at me and said, “Don’t you get tired of sleeping with only one person for the rest of your life? To be fair, I won’t interfere with how you fool around. What I give them is sex; what I give you is love.”
Later, I did exactly what she suggested and got involved with the girl she sent to me, yet she begged me to come back.