Twelve Chances to Betray

My husband, Ethan Pierce, wants me to sign an infidelity agreement.

Article Three of the agreement: twelve opportunities to cheat per year, unused chances can be converted to cash.

I smiled and signed it.

From then on, I purchased various contraceptives and sex toys for him.

I took excellent care of my husband and his lovers.

Those lovers humiliated me: "That old hag is so pathetic. Does she really think she can keep Ethan's heart by acting like a dog?"

I still didn't cry, didn't make a scene, and didn't file for divorce.