The Millionaire Came Home Early and Found His Wife Living in the Servants’ Room—Then He Discovered What She Was Waiting For

“I understand why.

But it hurt a little too.”

The honesty stung.

I had been proud of my restraint in the store.

I hadn’t considered how lonely it might have felt from her side.

“I’m sorry,” I said.

She nodded and put the card into her own wallet.

For the first time in a very long time, it stayed there without anyone asking to see it.