The 99th Forgiveness
My husband used to love me so much.
Back then, he proposed 99 times just to marry me. It wasn't until the 100th proposal that I was finally moved by his persistence and became the envied Mrs. Frederick Morrison of Harbor City.
On our wedding day, I gave him 99 reconciliation vouchers. We agreed that as long as these vouchers weren't used up, I would stay by his side forever.
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It's been five years since then. Every time Frederick goes out to see another woman, he uses up one reconciliation voucher.
Gradually, he suddenly notices that I've changed. I no longer cry or beg him to stay. Only when he loses his mind over his innocent secretary again do I quietly ask him, "Frederick, if you don't come back tonight, can I use a reconciliation voucher?"
He pauses mid-step, then immediately turns. "Of course."
He thinks he still has many reconciliation vouchers. He doesn't realize this is his last one.