Halfway through the meal, she heard a "a "knock, knock" sound at the door. She hurried over and saw it was her next-door neighbor, Martha Duncan.
Martha pressed a box of cherries into her hands, then peered behind her. “Your husband isn't home again? Has he gone to the lab?"
A flicker of bitterness flashed in Ella's eyes when she nodded.
"Oh, your husband is an honest type. He's been going back and forth between home and the lab for years. Do you remember Janet Quin's husband? Our upstairs neighbor? You have no idea …."
After thinking for a while, Ella remembered that such a person really existed, so she asked, “What happened? Did something go wrong with them?”
Martha leaned closer and whispered, "Last month, he got caught dancing with a woman in a public square. And I heard that yesterday, he was caught sleeping with the same woman at the woman's house."
Ella's eyes widened in shock.
Martha chuckled. "Count yourselves lucky, okay? At least your husband only runs to the lab, not messing around, right?"
After exchanging a few words, she finally left. As Ella looked at her retreating back, she sighed. Is it staying faithful enough to maintain a marriage?