You Lost Me the Moment I Begged

To celebrate our wedding anniversary, my husband—the CEO—brought our son along as always. During dinner, he patiently helped us pick out the green onions we didn’t like, just like he always did.

After the meal, he bathed our son and tucked him into bed. Then, he returned to our room.

He was on top of me when his phone rang.

In the past, he would have smirked, brushed it off, and whispered playfully, “Be quiet, or someone might hear.” But this time, he glanced at the caller ID, paused, then rolled off me and got out of bed.