My Wife Regretted Everything

The moment I stepped through the door, I heard vicious cursing echoing from the living room.

"Eat! Hurry up and eat! This dog food costs more than anything you've eaten in your entire life. Don't be ungrateful!"

My heart tightened. I rushed into the living room and the scene before me made my blood boil.

My father-in-law, who had just undergone heart bypass surgery, was curled up on the cold floor, his face deathly pale.

The butler my wife Isabelle had hired at great expense, Marcus Snow, was wearing my clothes, one foot pressing down on my father-in-law's shoulder, holding a reeking dog…