No More Meddling:His Last Mistress

My husband's little sweetheart is threatening to break up with him again. He’s drowning in misery, drinking so much that he landed in the hospital with a bleeding ulcer. Half dead, he mutters, "She’s the only one who dares to mess with me like this." Then he grabs my hand and asks, "Honey, you’re a woman too. How do I get her to forgive me this time?" It’s true. He’s cheated so many times, but this Vivian is the only one he actually cares about. My phone buzzes—it’s a message from Vivian. "Mrs. Carter! Please keep your husband in check! As a woman, don’t you have any pride left? Tell him to stop bothering me!" I let out a sarcastic laugh and, just like always, ignore her. On Eric’s fifth day in the hospital, he blew up my phone with calls. His mood was a mess as he yelled at me, "I’m in the hospital! Why haven’t you come to see me? Do you even care about your husband at all?" I stayed calm. "I’m afraid if I show up, you’ll fall for me all over again." ........