My Husband Was Sleeping With His Secretary in the Back of His Car — I Found Her Lace Under the Seat and Said Nothing, Just Mailed It to Her Husband With Four Words, and Hours Later an Envelope Arrived at the Hospital That Exposed the Secret He’d Buried for Six Years

The argument had been terrible.

She had stormed out of their apartment, and he had gone after her, and on the stairs he had tripped and fallen and fractured his ankle.

And then, before I could even absorb that, he said the sentence that made me pick up my keys.

“When I went through her bag afterward, looking for her insurance card,” he said, “I found some documents.

Documents I think you need to see.