I secretly went to our country house without telling my husband to find out what he was doing there. When I opened the door, I was overcome with real horror
steady myself, but it felt as if the ground beneath me had crumbled completely. “What now, Mark? What do we do now?”
He stared at me, his face a mixture of shame and regret. “I don’t know. I don’t know what to do. But I’m willing to face the consequences. If you want to leave me, I understand. But please, don’t make me do this alone.”
