It happened without warning.
As the lift doors opened, Amy glimpsed a strange man stepping out of her home. He turned back and muttered something incoherent to someone inside. Giggling, her maid emerged and gave him a lingering kiss. Satisfied, he fondled her through her revealing nightgown and winked at her before finally leaving.
Rage and indignation welled up in Amy, destroying her stable world. Visions of her maid and the stranger engaging in unspeakable acts with her neglected baby crying in the background taunted her.
How long had this been going on? How could she! A married woman – and a mother, at that! Questions with no answers relentlessly attacked her.
She turned the key and entered her home, looking cautiously around. She heard the harlot humming a happy tune above the noise of the shower. With a weary sigh, she tiptoed into her son’s room and was relieved to see him fast asleep. She bent over and kissed him, her tears falling gently onto his soft cheeks.
The moment he stepped home, Tony knew something was wrong.
Even though Amy had greeted him as usual, he felt the tension in her. Amy was as rigid as a corpse and he had to pry their child from her iron grip in order to give her a proper hug.
“Hush. It’s okay. Whatever it is, we can work it out,” he whispered soothingly, stroking her hair reassuringly. He wondered what could have happened at work to affect her this much, and why she had not called him.
Amy choked back a sob and looked up at him with tearful eyes, tearing at his heartstrings. Damn. He can’t stand her looking so miserable.
“I am sorry, Darling. I..I must quit my job to become a housewife.” She sobbed.
Shit. It was worse than he thought.
“Quit? But you own the business! And a very successful one at that, I might add. I am so proud of you, Amy.” He was dumbfounded.
“Yes. The business owes its success to you. Tony, you can’t imagine how much it hurts me to reach this decision, but as I see it,...