I Crashed Into My Wife’s Affair
On the way to the airport, a Valterra tried to cut me off. After overtaking, he kept blocking my way. Since I was running late and did not want trouble, I chose to tolerate it.
However, my tolerance only made him even more aggressive.
In less than a hundred meters, he cut me off five times. I could not take it anymore and decided to call the police.
But as I was reading his license plate to the officer, I snapped and slammed my foot on the gas. Blood rushed to my face when I realized that this Valterra was the birthday present my wife had asked me for just last week.