I'm Disgusted With My Wife
I had avoided Snow Judson’s father for the entire five years of our marriage.
My career never matched Snow’s, so in his eyes, I would always be beneath them.
That day, Snow had a work dinner and asked me to take his father for a medical checkup.
When we reached the hospital, the staff told us that the appointment was not scheduled for today.
Snow’s father blew up on the spot and swung his cane at me.
When I tried to call Snow, I accidentally opened a video that had been posted three minutes earlier.
Snow wore a lace camisole in the video. She stood at a sink in a bathroom and washed a man’s shirt by hand.
I looked at the caption.
[Dinner is over. My boss took great care of me. If I had a wife like her, I would want nothing more.]
Snow smiled so gently in the video that I suddenly felt empty.
I left a comment under the video.
[Wow, is he confessing?]