The moment I stopped spending, her attitude plummeted.
At night, she was suddenly never in the mood. Period cramps. Infection. Always something.
I didn't care. After months of nonstop action, the novelty had worn off anyway. Even the finest delicacy gets bland if you eat it every day.
Now I was just waiting for her to show her hand.
Sure enough, she started picking fights over nothing. Every argument ended with her looking heartbroken and wronged. If I hadn't already known her game, I'd have thought I was the problem.
It's true what they say: sometimes when a woman snaps at you, it's not because you've done anything wrong. It's because she's already done with you.
The fights escalated. Summer grew bolder, stopped pretending. Some nights, she didn't come home at all.
I knew it—the moment to expose her was getting closer.
Based on her pattern, she'd be hunting for her next target soon.
To get more evidence, I hired a private investigator to tail her.
Sure enough, something turned up.
The photos made it clear—she was getting cozy with a middle-aged bald man.
My direct boss. Gavin Estes, Director of R&D.
I never expected that after bringing her to one company event, she'd hook up with The Eunuch.