My Husband Came Home at 10 A.M. After Spending the Night Away—For the First Time in 23 Years, I Didn’t Ask Where He’d Been. By Monday, He Realized He Had Lost More Than His Wife’s Trust.

him.

“Nothing?”

He shook his head.

“We kissed once.”

The room seemed to grow very quiet.

“When?”

“Several weeks ago.”

I looked down at my hands.

He continued.

“I ended it afterward. I told her it was wrong, and we agreed to stop meeting outside work.”

I closed my eyes briefly.

“And the night you came home at ten this morning?”

He hesitated.

“I was with Mark for part of the evening. Then I met Rebecca.”

I felt something inside me go cold.

“So when you told me you were