On Our Tenth Anniversary, My Wife Wanted to Reward Her Male Assistant—With Herself

The consequence of eating an entire table of food alone was indigestion.

At two in the morning, I was so bloated that I felt awful, so I shuffled into the living room in my slippers, found the medicine kit, and swallowed a few digestion pills with warm water.

While waiting for the medicine to take effect, I realized Claire still had not come home.

I opened my phone without thinking, and there were no new messages either.

I opened Moments, and my wife’s male secretary had posted a new update three hours ago.