Synopsis
I showed up at my husband's place in another city without telling him. Surprise visit. What I found instead was him with another woman, right there in front of me. He stepped in front of her, putting himself between us, looking at me like he was bracing for a fight. "Don't take it out on her. This is on me. I'll deal with whatever comes next." Something about seeing him like that — so protective of her — made me laugh. Not the upset kind of laugh. Just... a laugh. So how was he wrong, exactly? He was just going…
